Terri saw that Ralph wasn't going to take her up on the offer of her panties. She pushed them into a pocket of her shorts. Her cunt tingled as she sho...ed her hand into that pocket. She longed to stroke her pussy. It was only a little way to her house. She had the feeling that an opportunity was slipping away. She asked herself if she had the nerve to continue this little game. It was a game Ralph had started and didn't have the guts to go on with."What if I did put my panties on now, would you. I got to chatting to a guy in his early fifties. He offered to pick me up; as I was hung over I wasn't feeling my usual self and agreed. I quickly got some clothes on and went to meet him where we agreed.He opened the car door. I looked at him, extremely nervous, but he reassured me we wouldn't do anything I wasn't comfortable with.He wasn't anything special to look at and had a bit of a beer belly. Once in his car he said he was going to take me to his shop as it was closed and no one would. . and pretend he was someone else .... one of her many fantasy lovers or another."Rachel, its starting to get dark. Why don't you say we ... uh... climb into the back of the van and have ... uh ... a little fun?" asked Bo, smirking when he thought of pleasuring Rachel and hearing her sweet cries of ecstasy."Sure, I think that's a wonderful idea, Bo," Rachel agreed. "Did you remember to bring those sex toys you were telling me about?" Yeah, I sure did," answered Bo, taking Rachel's hand into his. "I want you to cometo me..." She then tapped Tamara's lips. "...and give me a proper kiss."Grace then slipped off of Tamara and got back to her feet, straighteningout her dress. Her tone was all business now. "Buford James Thornhill isgonna have his ass handed to him tomorrow night when he stands trial.That's the man who killed Larry Hanel's wife. We're having Larryprosecute him with enough ammunition to seal his conviction. More like ashow trial, I know, but...I think we're both in agreement.