His finger found it open and then two fingers rubbed my underwear. Oh my gosh, I thought…..he probably thinks I did that on purpose. I sort of fro...e not knowing what to do and even more scary….I was enjoying him touching me. What was I thinking? Here I was about to let a big black man, twice my age, fondle me in a theater. I looked again at his bright shiny watch and then nervously touched it. He leaned over and asked me if I liked his watch as his hand rested on my lap with two fingers. Sarah then told the other half of the story Jake had told her. The part about how I masturbated while looking at Jake's penis. Michelle was devastated and angry. Just then Jake got home and could tell that Sarah had told Michelle the whole story. Both Sarah and Jake comforted Michelle.After a few glasses of wine Jake looked at Sarah and after she nodded he made his move. He began brushing her hair with his hand as Sarah rubbed her back. He then began kissing her neck. Before Michelle knew it. He got away, there isn't any residue of ash or anything else, I just know he got away. Someday Ali, someday I will find you and we will finish this right where we left off.We all sat in Ahmed's wagon, a little tight but comfortable. As we ate a light lunch we discussed continuing with the search for the city, we discussed this and that. Everything except that what we all wanted to know the most. Finally I had to ask, "Ellen what happened?"She looked directly in my eyes then at Chris, she. How will he get that money every three months? What does he do in secret?His lips slap mine. I kiss him back. He pulls my hair and breathes in its sweaty scent. I slant against the wall and grin at him. He brushes my thigh with his hand. Ah! It feels like electricity, racing through my skin. I catch his face and kiss him some more. He kisses me back in uncontrollable madness. “Fuck my pussy, Cederick—fuck my pussy,” I beg him. His hand strokes down my thigh. My vagina lets out liquid. It oozes.