‘Come on, you know.’ I tried to be vague but she wasn’t having it. ‘No, I don’t know. Tell me. Explain it to me.’ ‘Why does it matter?�... I snapped back at her. I grit my teeth again and had to make a note of it so I would stop. ‘Because it does.’ ‘That’s not a reason.’ ‘Yeah, but it’s my reason.’ She finally placed her glass down, still full with water, on the same table as mine. She shifted forward so we were as close as the two pieces of furniture allowed and leaned in, showing me her. You begin to turn your head back towards him, only to feel his hand on your head, forcing you to turn back towards the billboard, his actions obvious. Fear mixed with an undulating sense of danger a surprisingly erotic mix, the line between fantasy and reality blurring into one, as you feel yourself become more turned on, the spontaneity spell binding, the sheer arrogance as you allow yourself to succumb to his advances. You can feel your body shiver, his actions so public to any watching eyes,. Miss Delaney is going to have to loosen up a bit if she's going to help me with that new novel, the professor thought as he stared at his young protégé. Even he had started to lose track of what was going on with Mandy's story. The more he watched Allison, the more he grew fond of her innocence, kindness, and yes, even potential talent."The end," Mandy declared with a blush and a giggle as Erica patted her back in congratulations of a job well done.The words were enough to bring. I'm sorry, I talked him into bringing me down here." "How?" "Umm... with a blow-job," I confessed, hanging my head. "Well, this is a secure area," she said, "I'm going to have to search you. Put your hands up against there." She indicated a large, flat area of the engine. I turned and stretched my arms up and put my palms against the engine. Wait a minute, I was stark naked, what was there to search? But she already had her hand in the small of my back, and pressed my body up against the cold.