I was still moving up when I felt her hand on mine; it wasn’t stopping me, it just guided my hand where she wanted it. I caressed the inside of her ...high slowly, under her guidance, and then moved towards her pussy. I felt her shiver as I touch her outer-lips, only slightly, but I definitely felt it. I nearly creamed in my pants as I felt further, realizing she had no panties on!! At this point her other hand released me, leaving me to my work.I could feel how wet she was and my fingers were. I found out which subway line to take to get to O'Hare Airport and spent a boring hour plus in transit. I made it through 'the grope' line without punching anyone. I'm a 'white-knuckles' flier but made it to earth again. Wonder of wonders, my suitcase made it to the same destination! A taxi took me to Epic Sports Gear where I bought a decent pocket knife and a warm, packable goose-down jacket, then proceeded to back-track to the Four Points Sheraton, near the airport.I was impressed with their. "You will talk to me later?" I promise." Any hints?"Rachel smiled. "Not really. I'm not happy and it's not clear to me what to do."After we'd eaten, I said I had to get going. Rachel asked the waiter whether she could sit outside and read. "Sure," was the response. She got a book from the car and I drove off.It turned out that I was at the wrong end of Berry, but I found the Center with ease, parked, and went inside. I asked for and was shown to Craig's office."Good to see you again," he began.. Monica is the daughter of Southern European parents although not born there, she has coffee tanned colored skin, back then a slim size 10 with nice perfectly shaped tits and well shaped body with the right curves, stands 5'6", has a quite hairy covered pussy as woman of her background normally do, her hairs would peak out the sides and the top of her g- string panties, I always insisted she have only nylon g-string panties in her wardrobe apart from other sexy lingerie. She was and still is I.