She came and sat on the chair next to me. I began striking a conversation and very shrewdly began revolving the convo around intimate topics. I wanted...her to know my interest.I began telling about my girlfriends and I soon saw she was interested. I was going right. She was keen to know what all we did. I acted reluctant to test her curiosity. She began pleading like a schoolgirl. I opened up everything including sex positions and places where we had sex.She was probably having such an open. “Now remember what I said “No wanking in my knickers”. Right?’ ‘I understand,’ I said. ‘Good’, she said and squeezed my cock through not only my trousers but through the navy blue knickers. It sent a shockwave through me. ‘You tease,’ I said. She laughed. I said good luck to her but thought I may the one needing the luck wearing these snuggly, soft knickers all day.I tried to settle down and take my mind off my current situation and that worked to some extent but every time I moved the knicker. “I didn’t want to get arrested for rape. Weezie didn’t remember either car ride last time, and doesn’t want me to drive her to practice anymore. I think she thought that maybe I hypnotized her or something.” He looked uncomfortable.Sue looked down. This lady was skinny, but had a nice form-fitting short dress on with fishnet stockings and pumps. She figured she could make this work. “Okay, stud, let’s head somewhere private.”They found an area in the industrial part of town where the street. She started babbling trying to tell me of her distress, but I couldn't understand her. I got her to slow down and start over, telling me what the problem was."It's Jason," she began. "He was playing poker at a crooked table and lost heavily. The gang gave him time to repay his losses, but not much, and after the second week they came over to his house to collect their debt. My husband Jeffery and I were there too as we live in the flat above and often are invited over for dinner. When Jason.