I figured it was now or never. I open the shirt. I continued fondling my boobs, as traffic started moving I slipped the shirt off my shoulders so I wa... on full display. When I reached HWY 99 I pulled into a grocery store parking lot and took the shirt off completely. Now I was really excited and hoping I didn’t run into a cop. I pulled out onto the busy street and headed south toward Seattle. I squeezed my nipples as I went and slowly slid my hand down to my now soaking pussy. I slid my finger. You look at him confused."Look at page 39"You flip to that page and see an article outlining the "hook up culture" of today's high school and college students. Male or female, everybody's getting down. And they're using the technology of the day (texting, myspace, etc.) to get theirs. But you don't make the connection."What?" you shrug."This is probably going on in our town. At our schools. Parents need to know what their kids are doing."You haven't heard him talk like this in a long time. He. It feels so good. Talking like this in this position with Hank watching turned me on even more. God, girl, you look so good like that. Hank reached his hands underneath me and rubbed my tits hanging there. I felt the firmness of his hard cock pressing against my shoulder. His fingers traced over my mounds and landed on my erect nipples. He pinched and pulled at them making me feel the orgasm from inside my pussy extend out into my nipples. Oh god, Hank, I moaned. You like that too, huh? Yes. I. When it was fully dark, I stared at the face revealed to me. The rain on the window looked like tears; I lifted my hand and felt the wetness there. I don't remember how long I sat there staring. I must have slept or something, because the next thing I knew the scene before me had changed and it was morning.The rain had stopped and watery sunlight was reflected in the puddles that dotted the pavements. I looked around me listlessly, I didn't want to be here, but the bed and breakfast in which I.