Then I had to return to the apartment. I became a regular at this family and Matt was often waiting for me in the foyer when my shift ended. We walked...hand-in-hand towards my home. Matt wanted to study and gave me some ideas. We became close, and soon I allowed his fingerprints to be recognized by my Mound Plate. We made out in my room. When he moved his finger, I either moaned a little with pleasure, or I moaned a lot. After a while, he knew where my sweet spots were on the Mound Plate. We. I could see her peeking through her shut eyes every now and then. She let out a little sigh when my hand reached up to her breast and gently cupped it. I kissed her neck softly and she tilted her head back groaning. I stated to unbutton her blouse, one to the next, until her top fell open revealing a black, lacy bra. The clasp was in the front. I undid it with one hand and watched those two perky tits fall right out. They were young and supple, her tiny nipples hard and poking straight up. I. I did not know what to make of this and feelings of embarrassment began to stir within me until I heard a single icy voice in my mind,“Se-ba-sti-en, do not fear us. We wish only to please you. You are our salvation and you are most welcome.”I found the voice utterly soothing and I soon realised that one of the women, slightly taller than the rest, was speaking to me and making eye contact. I must have tried to speak but I was met with a volley of smiles and high pitched, icy laughter which I. After recovering a bit, Stu said, “OK, Jess, we’re about 20 miles outside Atlanta. Get cleaned up, throw on some dry clothes, and we’ll pull into the diner at the interstate. I’m meeting some other truckers there for dinner, and one of them may be willing to give you a ride north to St. Louis.”As I was putting on my dry clothes, Stu took my bra and panties and shoved them back into my suitcase.With a wicked grin he said, “You won’t be needing these.”Stu pulled into the diner and parked, and we.