Slowly he ran his other hand over my skirt and grabbed my thigh. I moaned slowly giving him a positive response. He opened my thighs apart and kept hi... hand near my pussy. This time I could feel him breathing so fast. He pressed my boob once again but with a lot of pressure this time. Soon he was in a rhythm and was rubbing my thighs over the skirt and pressing my boobs. Then I decided to open my eyes and act of catching him doing his thing. He was frozen with fear. With one hand in between my. I think that they were preparing us for the worse, but one thing that they made very, very clear to us, Davey, was that brain injuries are a complete unknown. It’s a lot of guesswork, and they just do their best to give a patient the best odds that they can. At least that’s how Dr. Rossenberg explained it. So what do you think would have happened if you had died on me, my love?” she asked softly.“You would have been devastated. I can’t even begin to imagine if it was you, Babe,” I replied with. We ate pasta and I drank a glass ofred wine for the first time in the past. It tasted nice. Then wereturned home. This night the sleep was undisturbed and I don?t knowwhether I dreamed or not.Next day (the fourth in the past) I woke up lying on my right side andwith my left arm extended over his torso. I took some minutes to reflectabout what I had done in the previous day. Was that my intent all thetime? This was the reason I selected Helen as the person I wouldcontact? Was I really expecting. He first put the kit together and then taught himself how to operate the remote controls.It was several weeks later when he took me into the basement to show off his car and his driving skills. The car was a black Dodge Demon, one of the original American muscle cars. I watched half heartily as he put the model through its paces. He soon had it tearing around the basement at a rather high rate of speed with only the odd crash.This caught my interest and my fascination grew as I watched him.