Both of us had summer jobs, to save up as much money as we could before college. We were hoping to be able to have some kind of car, but that was most...y dreaming. We wouldn't need one, really. Gramps' house was only five blocks from the campus, and the only purpose for having a car would be to come home now and then. Since Gramps only lived a couple of hours from us, Dad said it would be no trouble to come get us for major holidays.I worked at a car wash that summer, which was great for beating. . ?"I smiled and reached up to her blouse. Immediately the youngster understood what I was going to do. To my relief, my niece wanted this too. Letting go of my cock and her skirt, she lifted her arms as I raised the blouse above her head.In one movement I tossed it aside. Then I looked in wonder. I had guessed right, Cookie wasn't wearing a bra. My eyes immediately scrutinized the smallish round cups of flesh with their hard pointed nipples. They were about the size of oranges and stood out. While at work that was usually quite easy, but at home I had to find increasingly more creative ways of keeping myself and my thoughts occupied. After taking several long walks, cleaning my apartment two times, cooking at least a month’s worth of food and finally trying if cold showers could possibly work on women as well, Friday evening made it’s somewhat unwanted appearance. After keeping busy for days, I realized that trying not to think and feel was exhausting. Weekends are roughly 60 hours. Still stunned, Virginia felt the imprint where the hand had grabbed her. Whoever had done it was standing behind her still, breathing down onto her letting her stay nestled in the safety of his body while she caught her breath. She turned, hoping to see that Frank was the one who had saved her, but instead found herself pressed against a stranger. Chapter Two He was not composed of the things fairy tales are made of, that she could tell. He reeked of sweat and smoke and was still holding onto.