It's like it needs lube on the inside or something. Please, just help me get it out". She was practically in tears at this point. "um, ok, I just want...to make sure we're clear on this. You want me to help get the buttplug out of your ass, but no feeling you up or sneaking a peek at anything. Is that what we're talking about?" LOOK, I KNOW THIS IS STRANGE. but please" her voice softened "I need this out, it's getting really sore. Please. Pretty please, just do what you need to do to get it out.. I tried not to move or draw attention to the growing erection nestled between the swell of her cheeks. I hoped she couldn't feel it pressing into her, though it seemed pretty obvious to me. So far, she hadn't reacted at all, and her breathing was deep and regular. Eventually, it was too much for me. I couldn't resist the urge to touch her. Cautiously, I slid my hand up her side, lightly grazing her breast. My fingers brushed over her nipple in what I hoped seemed like a casual, unintentional. We would include a note about that in my report that night. Back in the Hummer, we moved out towards the next town.The whole day passed pretty much as a blur as we visited one town after another. Some had nearly missed out on the damages while others had been nearly devastated. We easily found those who needed our pitifully small amount of supplies and had dispensed them all shortly after noon, keeping only those that Tammie and I would needed ourselves.Just before sundown, I found a clearing. It took everything he had to resist but getting the perfect life at the expense of another was just plain wrong. The Devil, Mindy or whoever that was would have to find another soul to steal. He wanted to enjoy both a body and a soul!Suddenly his computer came back on line and Mindy (AKA the Devil) appeared again, only she looked different. She was dressed in white and a wondrous light shown around her like the Angels in "Touched by an Angel." Congratulations, Tim! You passed our test! Only.