One cheek of my bottom was cradled and squeezed; I moved my hand down a few inches and returned it."I love you so," she said.I kissed her softly and s...id, "Show me."She pulled me close and rolled so I was on top of her, then put her hands on my butt and kissed me. Her mouth was slightly open but she didn't use her tongue. My leg was still between hers, and I felt her hips start moving. Very slowly, the movements got firmer and more noticeable. I shifted a little to bring my clit into play. He could have just been completely soft and possibly a grower, not a show-er. As he left the register, I caught up to him at the glass door and “accidentally” bumped into him as we both reached for the bar to open it. He quickly apologized, held the door for me and checked me out up and down like his eyeballs were on springs. Once outside, I thanked him for holding the door and asked him if he liked what he saw. He blushed, stuttered, and said, “Hell, yes, you’re gorgeous.” I moved very close. She thought about getting out her traditional pre-trip cigar and lighting it, but with no idea when the bus would be in she'd pretty much have to wait until she saw it coming down the valley. Might as well get it out, she thought, that way it'll be ready.She was just digging in the dry box when she heard a car approaching. She looked up to see Crystal's white Dodge approaching, faster than it should have been -- in other words, normal speed for Crystal."Now what the hell?" Scooter said to no. Zu’gar kept her head bowed as she followed the swaying walk of her slow little-legged owner, gaze down not out of shame but to calm her rage. Whenever she looked up everyone who met her gaze scrunched up their faces in absolute disgust which served to feed the fire of anger inside her, but with no outlet, courtesy of her suppressive collar, it merely became pent up, frustrating her more and more with each passing second.“Do you speak common?” Zu'gar looked up from the dirty floor, her piercing.