She wasn't being forced at gunpoint to have sex with the guy. And she'd done it in my fucking living room. In a way, it was kind of funny. As I've sai..., Kim is no spring chicken and any beauty she once had has faded. But you'd think that with all the shit she does for the church, at least she'd rate high enough to fuck the preacher instead of his God damned driver.I didn't figure it all out that afternoon, but I think that sitting there in my car, I made my decision. I realized after a while. No persuasion was needed her; he could go straight to the fucking he wanted, or perhaps the sodomy whose delights Gertrude had offered him.Naked he reached behind Molly and unsnapped her brassière ... except that there was no fastening there. He was at a loss; Heather's brassières had always had a fastening of some sort at the back. Defeated there he put his thumbs in the sides of Molly's knickers and pulled them down to her ankles, whereupon she stepped out of them. As he straightened up he. “Please?” she whimpered.He shook his head.“Well,” he said, “if you’re just going to sit there with all your clothes on, I guess I might as well be going...” And he turned towards the doors and started ambling toward them, but very very slowly.Julie gritted her teeth, sucked in her lower lip and began chewing on it lightly, watching Frank leave her alone. She held her silence until she saw he really meant it, and was about to step through the doors and out into the fading sunlight.“NO! WAIT I’LL. She runs right into me and in order to not get knocked into the toilet, I wrap her up in a hug. She tries to wiggle away but I calm her down and stop her from screaming, all the while poking her stomach with my hard on. She asked me what I was doing and why I was hard. I told her Im not gonna lie, I was thinking about her ass in the pool. She admitted she did think I grabbed her ass a little hard as we went down. I told her I didnt mind her falling on me and that I had been thinking about her.