Dawn was frowning at me, "Listen, Mike, this is the special part of the evening."Her voice lowered as though she didn't really want her daughter to he...r. "She is still a virgin. And I can't abide the thought of her first experience being in the clutches of some macho idiot, full of his own importance, caring only about his own pleasure. I want her to have a positive attitude to sex."I was listening but could not take my eyes off Becky, who sat now with her head down, as though embarrassed by. This time I make some idea and call her inside to sofa. then tell that I have to talk her. she come and sit on sofa. I asked about her study and name and so on. after talking 2-5 mins I suddenly catch her boobs. She cried with frightened. I closed her mouth so that no one can hear about this. She first tried to unhold herself from me. But with my power I didn’t gave her chance to get out. She was on a T shirt and Scort as her regular dress. Then I started pressing her boobs, kissing on her. Brigadier Walker’s people sucked our kingpin dry, and he ‘disappeared’. I don’t know – don’t want to know – the details. All she said was, “He got drunk and fell overboard from the ferry to Holland.” Over the next few weeks there seemed to be a rash of fatalities; a Government Minister had a fatal heart attack, as did several senior officers from East Anglian constabularies – Suffolk, Norfolk, Essex and Cambridgeshire were all affected. There were several ‘hit and run’ ‘accidents’, and at least. My mind is wandering as I drive, wanting and needing to feel a release. I'm not even certain where I am as I pull my car off the road into the vacant lot, my thoughts consumed with the urge of release. Luckily it's still early and no other cars are around. I'm not even sure it would stop me at this point even if there were.As soon as I park I let my hand slide up my leg, thankful to have worn a skirt this morning. I quickly let my fingers find their way. Almost uncontrollable I start rubbing.