Then slowly, as my confidence begins to grow, I run my hands down over your breasts. I feel your nipples quickly harden through the silky material of ...our dress as I do so. Your eyes close and you lean your head back. Your breathing is becoming more rapid, and then your hand squeezes me harder. Your touch alone is enough to make me want to explore your amazing body further. The pure ecstasy of this wonderful new experience is becoming apparent. My hands are now franticly touching and exploring. She had told me that it had been off only about a week 'this time' and that the TV being off and the boredom of nothing to do was the reason she went outside. I had then asked her about how she normally spent her time at home hoping to find some reason other than meanness for the attack on her earlier in the day. I still didn't want to approach it directly, because I was afraid to bring back those memories. She said she enjoyed both watching TV and reading history and adventure books. I thought. The Civil Defense logo filled the screen and was immediately followed by static. Kayla pressed a button on the remote again. I assumed she was changing the station. The static didn't go away.After about two minutes, Alex said to her, "Honey, I think that’s all we're going to get. Why don't you turn it off?"She did. He came over and hugged her.About that time, Gary came walking back in the front door. "My car's toast. I guess we can forget about going anywhere." Alex informed Gary, "The. Although, he was still too nervous totruly appreciate the room."Let's get some air moving in here," Coach said as he reached overheadand clicked to life two brass ceiling fans with frosted light fixtures.The bulbs remained unlit as the blades of the fans began swirlingmovement into the stale, warm air.Pinker opened glass doors on the front and rear of the house leavingthe screen doors shut. The airflow in the room increasedsubstantially."That ought to do it," Coach announced, seemingly.