With only light clothing on, Jay was standing looking at the heavy rain that had arrived while they were inside. The close rumble of thunder as he gra...bed her around the waist only heightened the effect and really made her jump as he touched her."Hah!" he said. "My turn to get you back!" She relaxed a little in his arms as she laughed and turned towards him."I should have looked a bit more closely at the sky before I jogged here today," she said ruefully. "I'm going to get wet running two miles. “Are you serious….await from me that i wear this so called panty …when your friend is here…and I suspect you don’t want me change my outfit, his to short dress…tight braless shirt that show my….. Yes I like to walk this way…when I am with you…make you horny…keep your dick hard…. But your friend comes back soon…and you know..”I interrupted her. “Trust me?”“Of course….but you have something on your mind…your dirty mind…”“Maybe…but I also gave you something to control your urges….a panty, wetted. .. up the alleys, stop in front of the known hiding spots, more lights, click into reverse, back up smooth & fast, back up the street, then hit it down the street, turn down another block... accelerate, use that spotlight aggressively...luckily, my hiding place is almost right out in the open... not what one would expect... and my brother was in the 101st... he taught me what can only be described as "ninja mind" concealment tricks (yep, they fukin' work!) but it was difficult... my thigh highs. I slap you hard across the face, the slap born from frustration and anger at my own foolishness. Instantly I want to cry with the relief. Your eyes are no longer kind and though it’s not an immediate reflex you react consciously by slapping me back harder and meaner than I ever could. I slap you again and this time by tears start to fall, they run fast in groups as if escaping the turmoil they’re subjected to. My face has a red angry handprint but there’s no anger here now because it’s faded.