Too many clothes. I need to get rid of these fucking clothes. So I did, mine at least. He stood back and looked at me, head tipped to the side. Then h... looks at me in the eye, and smiles this wicked, seductive smile. He sits back down at the table, and tells me to sit on the table, lean back, and put my feet on either side of him on the chair. I have an idea of where this was going, and gave him a wicked smile back as I complied. I hope he likes wet pussy, because I am ready for more than just. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, but my young daughter was so beautiful, and so aroused by my touching of her that I just couldn't stop. I continued to trace ever-smaller circles around each breast until I could just touch the nipple. Then I would apply pressure to the whole breast with the flat of my hand before tracing widening circles to the base of her breast and then crossing her chest to the other one. Kathy lay back on the bed, her head back and her eyes closed. Her lips were. He continued by saying, "You've been a good friend, it really nice to hang out with you." It was kind of nice to hear but John then said, "I gotta tell you, I'm attracted to you."Oh my god, what was he saying?He then said, "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, but I've even thought about asking you to come over to my apartment, but I wasn't sure how you'd take it."A sudden feeling of uneasiness came over me about the conversation and after another pause, I think he realized he might have. The darkness is frightening. I have never been so afraid of the dark. It's different now. I am so helpless. I fumble for the light switch but can't find it. Someone is sitting on a chair beside me. In spite of the fact that I can't see or hear anything, I am sure that someone is sitting beside me. The presence is clearly perceptible. Possibly, the woman who tried to kill me was here. My heart starts to beat faster. The rustling of clothes is now audible."Who is there?" I ask with quivering.