“Did you ever do it to her again?” I asked.“After the first time, we did it a lot. She was always asking me to do it with her.” He told me. �...Bloody hell,” I exclaimed.“I got used to it and I even asked her once or twice if I could fuck her, and she did it with me. She also showed me a few different ways of doing it to her. After the first time, it didn’t bother me, and I was enjoying having somebody to fuck. She never seemed to be satisfied and kept asking me every few days. I was sure mum, and. I jerked the wheel back, slowed down, pulled over and stopped. I was crying. I looked down at my hands ... they were shaking. I'd really have to think about this, and I didn't want to do my thinking on the side of I-30.After thirty seconds or so of the radio blasting "Out in the West Texas town of El Paso / I fell in love with a Mexican girl" and so on, I focused on the old song and I stopped thinking about the danger I had been in and my reliance on an unknown person from the internet. 'Cause. She just stared ahead. The only parts of Mary I could see were her head and her coat from about her knees to her waist. Her red coat covered her dress and stopped just at the top of her knee socks.I was staring at the top of her knee socks and fantasizing a little when I noticed a hand rub her leg. I blinked and looked again. A man's hand was rubbing her leg near her knee. I looked at the guys that were sitting but none of them appeared to be looking at Mary. I couldn't tell which one of them. .. 'quim'," he again stated catching himself, now even more aroused than before. "I can't believe she actually asked you if you would do it!"Julie laughed. "Yeah, sort of surprised me too, but there's more. Though just shaving her, telling you about it, and what I have planned was pretty much the entire surprise. There is a tiny bit more, but I'll save that for a little later." Later?" Yeah," she grinned reaching over to grab the container of cool-whip. "I thought that maybe you'd enjoy shaving.