It had been to longer. It over took her. First in her knees and then gutting her middle. She had to reach up and hold the shower curtain to keep from ...alling over. "Fucccckkkkk" she screamed as he body shuddered. She was weak. She went down to her knees and let the hot water run over her. She finally was able to stand, and proceed bathing herself. She knew she needed her rest. She went in and laid down, and let sleep over come her. "Fuck her. Fuck her hard." The voice was close, but she. I then told my wife, to turn around slowly, and let him get a good look at her. She did this, without a word. When she had done that, she stood facing him again. As they were both still as statues, except my friend’s eyes, of course, I nudged my wife and she immediately went and stood directly in front of him. She then dropped to her knees and started undoing his belt. After she had done that, she unsnapped his jeans and unzipped them. My friend was looking her in the eyes the entire time. . I turned on the machine and pulled her towards me, held her tight and felt her shiver in response. I looked down and saw embarrassment and the look from earlier that a dirty little secret was now in the public domain. Like a petulant girl she looked at me and with venom in her eyes briskly headed for the ticket kiosk.WOW! I'd gone too far too soon but she was still committed to the day...or she couldn't think of where else to go and just had to walk away. I was somewhere between extreme. Her friend Amy had offered to drive her home, but Adriana had refused, knowing she'd need her car for work the next day.When she first saw the police cruiser behind her, Adriana knew she was in trouble. She had unwisely tried to avoid getting pulled over by making a break for it, and at first, it looked as though she had succeeded. First, she took a sudden sharp right through the alley at close to 50 miles-an-hour, followed by another sharp left onto Fifth Avenue and then another quick left.