Not this cold or analytical in any case, least of all academic.“Samuel,” it came so faint it seemed almost a moan. Her book closed, forgotten.“W...would you lie down and let me—” the feverish wave that travelled to his groin prevented him from completing the sentence.Her gaze darted down to her slippers, hiding under her prudish skirts. God, prudish must be the most erotic thing since the invention of the wheel, for it turned him on in seconds. He had gone so hard it ached.Their eyes continued. . I started half way up her inner thighs, and planted wet kisses up one side till I reached her dripping pussy. I didnt touch it, instead I went to the other thigh and repeated.. My hands had wrapped around her ass cheeks , pulling them wide to allow me maximum room. Licking and sucking my way toward her sweet smelling lips, I let my fingers explore the warm recesses of her ass.. Deb was moaning on my cock, and grinding her hips trying to steer me to my reward.. My long tongue dipped deeply. ‘Willow, what’s your real name?’ Her left hand pulled on the braid a few times before she answered, ‘Cheyenne.’ ‘What do your friends call you?’ ‘Willow.’ They shared a pregnant silence, while the cold torrent massaged their tired feet and birds twittered love songs in the pines around them. He stole glances of her profile. She just stared into the sparkling water. Her white socks lay between them, and Tom noticed several pink stains. ‘Let me see your feet.’ A cool dampness soaked through. And maybe in an odd way it helped bring Irving into the fold. I focused on these things to calm Danny down, and after a while he did and said he was happy that it turned out so well.The lie-detecting stuff floored him. “You mean he just listens and watches and hey, pres­to, ‘you’re a liar’ or ‘you’re telling the truth?’” he asked.“That’s about it,” I said. “Sometimes he can even pick up more that you don’t mean to say. Remember what I told you about the fake cop and how Hugo knew?” I’d given.