. fascinated by you... Time ceases. The world stops.My hands explore your back, moving slowly, again caressing and massaging, feeling your shape. Down...to your waist... then further down to your buttocks... firm and tight and round.My hands are full as they measure and touch you, kneading and needing, and cupping your ass... pulling you to me tighter. So exciting... so sensuous this feeling.My mouth is hard against yours, open, wet, and sucking as our tongues probe and exchange pleasure.Our. My improving relationship with Nina went a long way towards confirming the theory we'd discussed at Thanksgiving. I knew my next piece of news would make her even happier in that regard."And there's more," I told her."More?"I told her what I had done for Anita. She listened with growing respect."Wow," she finally said. "You really are a conniving son of a bitch, little brother." Thank you." Do you think it worked?" she asked.I shrugged. "Time will tell. I'll keep an eye out for his car suddenly. Mr. Redrickson's boy is facing some time in jail and isn't very happy. Father thinks he may try to hurt us. So I'm going to his sister's. There's an all-girls school in the town she lives near." That's just awful! Is the boy that helped you going to be ok?" exclaimed Mrs. Phelps"They had to operate to fix his arm and stop some bleeding inside but he'll be ok. I hope after a year or so I can come home and Mark will still like me. I just feel so bad he got hurt helping me." He would be a fool to. She unfolded it and started to pull it over herself, then offered one corner of it to me. "If you're cold too," she said."Yeah, a little, I guess," I whispered.We both scrunched into our seats, kind of but not really facing each other, and she closed her eyes. I sank back into the zoned-but-not-really sleeping state that I'd been in for the last hour.And then I felt her hand on my leg, under the blanket.I looked over at her but her eyes were still closed. There was a faint smile, though. Was.