Slowly her face was near to my neck. Almost resting on my right collar bone. I purposely moved my face to the right side to touch her cheek. It was a ...urprise to her and she suddenly moved back.But in a few seconds back in the same position. I adjusted side mirror so that I can look her face in the mirror. She noticed it but was unmoved. This gave me encouragement. I applied the brake and her breasts crushed on my back. What a feeling. Soon we reached the society.As we approached she adjusted. As she approached the pump mechanism, I leapt out of my Acura and rushed toward her."Let me do that," I offered. "No need for you to get yourself all smelling of gas."What a moron! I thought. "... get yourself all smelling of gas"? She'll think I'm an idiot.She smiled brightly. "Thank you, kind sir," she said, her voice like the tinkling of bells.I lifted the pump handle while she swiped her card and opened the fuel port on the white car, which I now discerned to be a Saturn. I'd been so. Understandable. Athalia has suffered many hardships, and would love for someone else to take the reins of many aspects of her life. She is tired. And beneath that harsh, brutal visage she wears, there is a woman who wishes to bathe in the sweet bliss of being ravaged by a man in control.” With a playful smile, Antoinette held out two palms over her lap. “In one hand, she wishes to be pampered, to recover from her life. In the other, she wishes to be taken, rendered helpless, and ... fucked.. I feel I am set against Amber. We are back to back. My hands are now touching hers. She grabs my hands. We hold each other's hands. I feel a rope being tied around out bodies to keep us together.I feel Pete moving around the room. I hear a plate being placed next to me. I can feel the heat from the food. "I am going to have to feet you seeing you are a little tied up." Pete says with a laugh. I hear the keys to the padlock and feel him force my head forward and unlock it. My jaw is killing me.