It seemed kind of stupid to ask, but I needed something to cling to the nervous and timid personality that my horniness was slowly peeling away."Tea c...n wait," Holly whispered back, her lips just an inch from my right ear. "This can't."Her fingers travelled up again to the cusp of my bra. I had goosebumps on my skin wherever Holly touched. Right now, that was the very top of my breasts.Slowly, Holly began to push her fingers into my skin and slide them beneath my bra. I could hear each rapid. It was her lips I was more interested into; my eyes were savoring them. Before she could react I told her “I mean it” and leaned in and softly tasted her lower lip and left her in a shock. I left her standing there leaning against the wall and moved back to my room. I knew there was struggle going on inside her and I wanted her lust to win.Soon she was at my room’s door as usual to ask for her leave but today she was silent; she didn’t have word. I turned towards her looking directly in her. Friendly but not overpowering – the waitress at the small diner where we had lunch had it just right; she was welcoming but not intrusive – and we found the same at the small family-run motel where we spent the night. They made a real fuss of Hayley when we went in for the breakfast buffet, and it was great to hear her laugh.The second day was just as pleasant, so I asked the motel to do me a weekly rate, and we spent our time for a couple of days walking and driving around town to get a better. .. Call me Jack, Mr. Reynolds is my deceased father.”He continued, “Okay Jack it is and you can call me Al. I wanted to assure you that Masha is in no trouble with the police department, in fact she did us a big favor when she singlehandedly captured a gang of teenagers that had been terrorizing the buses in this city. You have one hell of a woman.”I asked the question that had been bugging me, “So what the hell are the police doing at my house?”Al replied, “We dropped by to express our.