.. three times! I started the van, immediately did a u-turn, and put my foot down heading for the quarry. I was going to kill the filthy slut. I wa... going to slice open her foul neck. I was going to rip open her contaminated belly. I was going to stab her in both eyes. I was going to... I tried to calm down and think rationally, but all I could think of was that she had sentenced me to death. Why hadn't the bitch died straight off in the road? it was still mid afternoon when I. She wanted to jump that desk, crawl behind, pull down his pants, and see just how bad he wanted her. "No, you should be fine." Michael stated. He knew that he should tell her to change. Tell her to put jeans on. For safety reasons. But the thought of those legs, bare, on his thighs, her arms wrapped around him, and the constant thought that she wasn't wearing any panties, he just couldn't resist. "I'll meet you downstairs in a few minutes. I do have to change." He said as firmly as he could.. She was very pleasant although quite plain in her appearance and she sat on the sofa while I put the table up making sure the height was correctly adjusted to waist height and gave her the choice of scented or unscented oils, she chose the unscented. I pulled out some towels and laid them on the table along with two cushions one for her head and one for under her belly and a further towel for modesty and made an excuse to leave the room while she disrobed and got comfortable. In my return she. They drove along for a good while and Savannah realized that she was being taken to a place a fair distance from her mom's trailer in the Buckman. The car drove and made several turns and even a couple stops. She heard the couple talking, but they had the radio on and with the blanket further muffling things she was unable to make out what was being said. When they made the stops she heard one of the doors open and close. She knew that meant that one of them was still in the car with her at all.