To my luck she was asleep then I moved my hand towards her boobs and massaged gently I am getting deeper breaths and sweating like hell. I can feel he... nipples getting erect, I don’t know whether its due to my touches or climate.After sometime I put my right leg on her thigh and lifted her nightie as if I was acting like adjusting myself for comfort. Her thigh was soft as velvet and warm, I checked whether she gives any reaction but to my luck she didn’t. I then fully moved her nightie till her. He looked at me for a second, slowly walked over with the screw and jabbed it into my leg and slowly started to twist it deeper into my leg. I grunted in pain with each turn, when it reached the bottom he ripped it out making me scream in agony. He threw it to the side, walked back over to the table and picked up a knife. Turned and walked back to me again and asked, “What is your mission?” “Master sergeant O’Neil”. “Wrong answer” with that he stabbed me in the hand, then taking it out. . He stops short of my panty line, but his fingers brush the edge of it, which is close enough to get those tingles going again. At the same time, he reaches over and lifts my chin, then leans in and kisses me, parting my lips with his and seeking my tongue, which he expertly strokes with his own. Damn. He’s a really good kisser. My lips and tongue work enthusiastically against his, and I find what little hesitation I may have had completely melting away. Under the blanket, I feel him moving my. ” “Did you?” She turned her back and stepped back to the sink. “Maybe,” was all she offered with her back turned to him. A few hours later, as they sat watching a movie on the television, there was an unexpected knock on the door. He was about to rise to his feet to answer it but she placed a cautionary hand on his chest to hold him down. Making sure he would stay, she rose to her feet and opened the door. “You made it,” she said as she stepped back, allowing the visitor to enter. Cal.