Although Ihad the hots for her, I didn’twant to get her pissed off andtell Cara that I was attempting tomake a pass at her, so I was verycareful wit... how high up herlegs my hands went. However Idid notice that she had her eyesclosed a big smile on her face.When I finished she said “thatwas wonderful, do you think youcould massage my back?”I responded “Sure” and sheasked would it be easier if shewas bent over leaning on a tableor flat on her stomach on thefloor. I responded with bentover the. Which said a lot about the state of mind she was in. Normally, a remark like that would make her explode in furious anger."I like it, though. You're definitely softer than the other athletic types I fucked."As an illustration, his lustful hands wandered all over Anna, touching her in her special places."Murzik can be as hard or soft as her partner likes, Big Boy."She made another small hop, and gasped."But NOT quite as... as hard as that piece of you in here," she murmled, stroking with her. For those who were unfamiliar with his background, with him preferring not to be bothered or even seen, never mind spoken to, he was a man best left alone to his bad self. When he gave you that long, dog-eyed stare, with him instantly, immediately, and unpredictably striking out as if he was a human cobra, best you back off and get away from him. With him now always talking himself as if the voices in his head were real, he always seemed to have a lot on his mind. Yet, now a shell of himself,. ” Betty leaned over and placed her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug. “I can leave if you want me to,” I remarked. “No, No, no- Oh hell no!” Betty exclaimed, looking at me.”We have come way too far to end this way.” “So what is your suggestion?” I asked. Betty smiled. She stood and looked at me. “Hold on to your thoughts. I’ll be right back.” Without saying a word, she left me to my thoughts and frustration, disappearing down a hallway just to the right of the.