I can feel my pussy tighten as if gripping onto a cock determined to slip from me, and my hips give an involuntary thrust forward, making my gait look...more sexual. I hear a whistle and look but it was for someone else, and I take a turn into a dangerous area known for its attacks on unaccompanied women and girls, what would they say if they saw I was practically naked, would they be as violent when they threw me down and spread my legs to see there were no panties to rip off and stuff into my. She looked into his eyes and for a split second it was all there. Everything she hoped for... everything she'd dreamed. This man was different. "I trust you," she whispered."Not so fast. I just meant about driving." He grinned. He was having fun.Elaine returned to the present with a rush. "I..." Just relax. Take a few deep, head-clearing breaths."Elaine did. She started to feel better just as the waitress returned. "Will there be anything else, Sir? Miss?" Elaine shook her head, her eyes. "Tony's rubbish at it." She explained, looking at Hope. "Phil Mickelson down on the bottom floor owed me a favour — I don't know who he got it from, but apparently he needs it back by Wednesday." Marcus nodded that he understood, stretching his neck this way and that as he tried to loosen the tie with a finger in his collar."Leave it alone." Brianna swatted his hands away."I hate ties." He muttered, and waved his hands at them to cut them off. "I know, my idea, I know." Look at this way," Hope. Her mind should have been overwhelmed with thoughts of Billy and Christine, but somehow she was managing to push that whole episode to the furthest reaches of her brain; burying the memory.They fell silent for another ten minutes and then, "Do you still have my panties in your jacket pocket?" she smiled.Tony's cock pressed tighter into his pants as she whispered those words. He was slightly trembling, simply from the forbidden feelings going through his mind and body."Yeah, babe, I sure.