E. a little loose, and bare legs with flat shoes, sometimes I throw my eye away at her legs and she, perhaps thinking at one my precipitation with my ...ead under the table who was happened a few days before :-P while we were sitting at the table facing each other :-P for reading of the sheets of the computer (told in my previous story to this story :-P), she laughs a bit, then when our parents go down from the car for to go to the supermarket, my sister and I stay in the car, we both had nothing. While picking the pen drive, it has fallen from her hand from between her legs and under seat. As I was sitting beside her seat I tried to get it with my hand she said need to change the gear so I moved my hand. This has rubbed her thighs softly I was like ooohhhh she ignored as of nothing happened. The devil inside me woken up and this I did intentionally brushed for thighs and repeated twice she ignores again.This time is put my right on thigh as if for support and searching for pen drive. ”“Yeah, we can’t guarantee the boss will be near where we set our bombs off either.”“The AIs assure me the energy release will be enough to break the central spine as well as taking out the power systems for their defences,” Gust replied.“Good enough for me,” I nodded. “What’s my role to be?”“Mission oversight. You move in if they run into difficulties.”“As in a nonstandard ship?”“Pretty much it, yes. You won’t be fighting ... I hope.”“Right. Just go in, figure out where to place the bomb if. I couldn't stand Robert's company any longer. What a whiney little twerp. I could hardly believe this nauseating queer was a good friend of Mark's. "Please drop me back at Mark's apartment, Robert. I need to lie down and rest. I sprained my ankle and hurt my back in a skiing accident recently." Uh... uh... I can't... uh... take you back to Mark's place." Why the hell not, Robert?" Don't get angry with me, Annie. You scare me when you scowl like that. I don't want Mark to know I didn't do what.