Slowly her eyes became clear and alert, as she darted her glance around the forest. ‘We are going to Maggie’s house? Why?’ ‘I fear you need to...be truly well again, and Maggie is the only healer I dare trust with you.’ ‘I’m perfectly fine, Cien. You worry too much.’ She gave him a disgruntled look, and he laughed. Never before had any one accused him of worrying too much. That was something he did not ever take a shine to. He supposed he had now. ‘We will see Maggie.’ He didn’t leave room for an. Again, as I was trying to order my meal, Derek turned on the vibrator and made me stutter out my order. Again, the waiter looked at me funny because of it. My pussy was starting to get so wet. It was a good thing I had panties on because the vibrator would probably just slip right out. The waiter finally leaves, and we get to talking. Every once and a while, Derek would turn on the vibrator mid-conversation and I would jump. I can see Derek scanning the room randomly almost like he was looking. .. but I have to focus on the road. It's torture! I try to grab your tits with my hand but you turn away... you still have one hand on my leg and this time you go ahead and put it right on my crotch. Now you feel how hard I am and you get even hornier... your right hand is in your panties so you can feel your own wetness. You like it, and smile at me. With your left hand you start undoing my pants; one button first and then the zipper. You slide your hand down into my underwear... now you are. ." The sound of his voice trailed away and the silence in the room only broken by the occasional hiss of Christine's breathing.The woman rested her weary body in the embrace of the well-worn comfort of her beloved armchair. She stared into the depths of the flames that burned brightly in the fireplace before her. Her mind jumped from worrying over the daughter of her heart to concern for the daughter of her womb. She shivered and drew the belt on her robe tighter and awkwardly scooted her chair.