"Sorry, I didn't quite hearwhat you said just then." Raising his voice a little in order to be heard overthe sound of the gushing water, John replied,..."All I saidwas that you're probably right. She's more than likelystill over at the club, making sure that everything is inorder for tomorrow's matinee. Or, if she's not there, shecould also be out somewhere else, grabbing a late nightbite to eat." "But, you do think she'll be back here soon, don'tyou?" Mike hopefully inquired, as she seductively. I had to get out of the D.C. area, and I preferred mild winters to cold ones so that dictated south. I didn't want a big city but not the country, either; I'd never visited Charleston so they had no reason to look for me there especially; and what I'd read of the town said it was charming. So Charleston it would be, for now anyway.It was a long, mostly boring drive. I wanted to do the whole thing in one day, but I needed to keep fairly close to the speed limit. Well, to the speed of traffic,. "I'll give you $100 for the panties right now. Take it or leave it."He had most of the money, and he could afford it. I pushed his hand away. "I don't need $100. I just need $50 for my bra."The best I could do was the $45 Tom offered. He made a big production of removing it. He walked all around me a couple of times. He ran his hands all over my breasts. As disgusting as I thought he was, I felt myself responding to his hands. Next he was kissing my nipples through my bra."Claim your prize and. She was gasping for breath, feeling like she was drowning, when she felt him stiffen, then shudder deep inside her.Elin wept for joy. Everything before was just sex-this was making love. She knew at last what it was all about. And she felt a meeting and melding of spirits with her lover's too. Her search was over.She had found her mate.For his part, Rick was wiped out. This was the most incredible sex he'd ever known. With a San Francisco hippy girl. She was probably much more experienced than.