But finally, she realized that my provocation had made her even more aroused than before, and she looked down again. I could see her face turning bee...-red as she whispered, “Yes, I… I’m… I’m…w-wet.”She sat there, avoiding my gaze, trying to breathe slowly in and out through her nose to calm herself. But I gave her no chance to recover. Reaching over with my free hand I tilted her chin up so that she had to meet my gaze again, and then I said, “Your panties are wet too, aren’t they,. They drove silently back to the house, Raphael looking over at his daughter every few minutes. It was dark, but he could still see that she’d been crying. Mia was one of the strongest people he knew, and it tore his heart to see her so broken. When they reached home, he carried her in, his other two children asleep, but his wife who was sick with worry, came running. She looked at her daughters tear streaked face, black salty trails down her cheeks. She let out a small sob, ‘my baby…’. Everybody was standing beside the car waiting for me to get in so they could sit beside me. I opened the door and got each in as a gentleman should. Mary sat in the front with me. I adjusted all the mirrors and started the engine. I had to adjust the seat and drove off. My eyes were not that high above the dash and I had to cheat a little and pick myself up a bit.The trip was about ten minutes and I stopped in plenty of time but used my ability to assist in steering and acceleration. The girls. They headed for the car again. Once at the car, Clint unloaded his stuff from the huge trunk of the old Impala that he had made famous. It too was a known entity at these events. He had even brought a Radio Flyer to help carry the extra stuff. He could make it in one trip if he was careful when he packed the wagon. It took time to get it accomplished. He situated his tent (which was very similar to hers) in the clearing with Janie’s help near, but not next to hers, since the tree was between.