Had I gone too far?"Okay," she said softly. Was it my imagination, or was her breathing becoming a wee bit irregular?I scooted upward, and clenched he... slim muscular thigh between mine. I desperately wanted to take off my shorts and panties and relieve the building tension. But how could I explain that to her? No, I'd better go slowly. I was coming to the realization of where I wanted this to lead. I felt a momentary twinge of guilt, but I was able to resolve it in my mind. 'Lisa is becoming a. For now at least, you are going to have to remain here in my house and with very little contact with the outside world. You can buy and sell books on the internet for something to do because I know you have a strong interest in books. I will help you start a business if that is what you wish. I will leave the details up to you for that is not my area of expertise. I tend to have more experience in killing and ending things than starting them. For the last time, I will say that 'I'm sorry' and I. Don’t get me wrong — I’m not shy. But after a very recent, very bloody divorce, I wasn’t really sure how to play the game again. I wasn’t really sure I even wanted to. I had most of the next week off from work, and my plans involved watching football, drinking beer and really, not much else. I didn’t feel like going into my vacation with a fresh memory of firm rejection. I quickly loaded my things into the truck and headed out. As I passed by the front door, I saw her come out, her cart full of. . you didn't enjoy it?" she asked, tears welling."Oh, you got a nice body and all, but you don't just get fucked, Sharee, you got to fuck back. You know?" I ... I guess so. Uh, Chad, does this mean I'm your girl now?" Not unless you can do a lot better than you did tonight." But this was my first time." Yeah, it was kind of nice busting your cherry." Then... ?" You only got one cherry, Sharee and I just got it. You're not a virgin any more." But ... I want to be your girl. I'll do whatever you.