I glanced at Hank and noticed his arrogant smile and I noticed my panties dangled from his finger and he asked, ‘Were you looking for these?’ He h...ld them away from me as I grabbed for them and smiled as he told me, ‘I think I will just keep these secured in my trophy locker.’”“I became concerned and pleaded with him, “I can’t go home without panties and all this cum leaking in my shorts. I eventually gave up trying to get my panties and freshened up as I finished dressing. Hank drove me back. He knew that no matter what he could talk to her, or just snuggle up next to her. He felt safe. He knew that she would never turn him away. Never. So why did he keep fucking things up? Even when he did not know how, he managed to screw things up. To hurt her. And that was something he never wanted to do. He could not find the words then, anymore than he could any of those other times. So he did the only thing he knew, he reached for her. Wrapping his arms about her waist he pulled her back. It was the final speaker of the day and once again I was bored out of my mind. I glanced over at James and he was looking at me too. We smiled and then he glanced toward the pad of paper in his hand and tilted it towards me. It said, “were you serious about dinner?” Talk about feeling like a teenager again passing notes in class. I wrote on my paper, “Absolutely.” I tilted it his way and watched his face as he read it. A slow smile spread across his face and a very naughty look came into his. So reluctantly I rode on past her.I killed time until she came by me, continuing her shopping. Unfortunately she turned the opposite way from where I was going and I didn't want to be obvious about watching her. So I turned away and sadly assumed I had seen the last of her.But, lo and behold, when I finished at one end of the store and turned along the meat counter at the back of the building, she was there studying different cuts of meats. I rolled by her a ways and then rode around a low-boy.