“Slowly,” she mouthed silently, giving her head the slightest shake.I nodded. I understood.Now standing directly in front of Michelle, Kate place... her hand almost tenderly on the girl’s flushed cheek.“So tell us…” Kate said. “Tell us what you want from us...”Michelle looked at Kate, then at me, and then at Kate again. She seemed lost for words.“I am… not sure,” Michelle responded quietly. “I have little - I have no - histoire with this…”“No history?” Kate queried, unsure what Michelle. I thought I am lucky something is going to happen today. We were discussing on a movie first slowly it got diverted to her personal life then I came to know that her husband left her at her parents house and he didn’t return even after 2 years, and started weeping, in order to console her for the first time I touched her and cleared her tears with my hand, I felt some current is passing inside me before I removed my hand she hold my hands and I got courage, slowly I dared to touch shoulder and. It could take half an hour sometimes at this time of day with all the traffic. Generally stop-start all the way, even though it was only a few miles. Benji was occupied as usual with his phone, immersed in playing some sort of game; he was always like this in the car. Tyrell on the other hand, although often looking at his phone seemed to like to chat and Lucy noticed that he often stared at her through her rear view mirror. She found this disconcerting after a week, but decided that she was. Then she started another porno, this one a full-length movie showing the story on a young coed selling herself for drugs and money until she had become the gang rape girl for all of the fraternities across campus. As Jennifer watched the story develop, fingering her cunt and teasing her nipples just enough to keep her in a state of heightened arousal, she began to dictate her own fictional tale. She spared no imaginary details. She told of her undergraduate years, whoring herself to obtain.