They weren’t even up on the asphalt of the road before the young man had moved his hand to the hem of her skirt and gone underneath. Now his hand we...t to the inside of one of her soft, creamy thighs. She slapped at his hand and sped up. The car was veering back and forth on the road. ‘Whoa, Baby,’ he exclaimed. ‘Slow down. You’ll crash us.’ ‘I’ll crash us?’ she lashed out at him. ‘You’ll crash us. Move that hand. Right now.’ She squeezed her thighs together in a last-ditch defense against his. ” “Here, I’ll roll down the window.” she and Maria passed the joint back and worth and finished it just three blocks before we entered the Windsor / Detroit tunnel. Now they were completely baked and having a mutual hysterics fest. They were laughing over tales of graphic sex and I was frantically spaying the interior of the car with three different kinds of air cleaners. I drove up to the tollbooth, dropped in some cash and headed into the tunnel shaking like the national debt. Maria and. Besides, I couldn't fight with your wife's cooking. It'sthe best." Oh, you're so sweet," said Mrs. Doltry, as she resisted the urge tostroke Cat's head. "You're like a giant pussy cat. And I heard you werescary." I wonder where you keep hearing these things about me," Cat said, asshe winked at Gaby. "I didn't think I made the news out here that much." Ah, not so much the news as the entertainment highlights," Mr. Doltrysaid, as he passed the leg-of-lamb. "I think the cameramen like to filmyou. "Shh, shh, shh. Just calm down sweetie.." he breathed seductively into her ear and down her neck as he gently ground his pelvis into her. At last, Marissa could let out a blood-curling scream that temporarily distracted mitchell long enough for her to break free and bound towards the stairs. However, he was quick to recover and sprinted after her. Marissa was half way up the stairs when she felt a hand grip her ankle, causing her to land on her stomach. She quickly shook off his hand and.