She knew the answer. Griff wanted her to cross the line between tasteful soft-core nudes and pornographic exposures of all her naked treasures. Ever... woman knows that line. It appears whenever a man orders “Spread your legs”.Rolling her eyes skyward as if asking the divine for guidance, she thought of Andy and what he would say. With that thought, the answer came. Yes, of course Andy would approve. After all, he had taken such photos of her already. She spread her legs.More directions. This driver isn’t called mad Max for nothing’” As I grabbed for the bar, I felt a hand on my thigh and some pressure against my bum. A knee? A hand? Deliberate, or an accident, I couldn’t tell. The gentleman in front of me smiled, “We’ll try to make this as pleasurable a ride as possible, Missy.” I wasn’t quite sure what to do. Scream? Push his hand away? Part of me liked the attention I was getting. Besides, I thought, ‘How far can it possibly go? We’re on a crowded bus!’ I let it go and. Every time I saw her she would wink and smile at me. We got on instant messenger and she was telling me how the panties she has on are soaking wet. I asked her to leave them there for me and I will collect them after work. GUESS WHAT? She dropped her panties in my small trash can by my desk before she left for the day and said "ENJOY" On my drive home on the highway I was sniffing her panties and almost lost control, but took care of business when I got home. I arrived early to work this. She needed to be off her feet."No," the woman said with a little heat. "I can't come home. I love you but he's still there. I can't live with him. I just can't. I'd rather starve. Please try to understand."What about her baby? Her next comment told me that I wasn't the only one asking that question."I don't have much of a choice, do I?" she said bitterly. "As soon as he's born I'll take him to the fire station or give him up for adoption. I don't want to, but I can't afford to keep him. He.