Her hand covered mine.It's late, I think I'm ready to go home. I can drop you off at your place," she said."OK." I didn't want this night to end, but ...idn't want to push her away either. I could tell she was uncomfortable about something.We left the bar and got into her car, she put the top back down. I placed my hand on her knee before she started the car. Sally's head turned as I reached over and kissed her. Our kiss lingered, and became passionate, our tongues touched. I reached for her. But I knew she was more concerned in keeping me close to the hospital in case I should relapse. I also knew she and dad had a fight about this - he thinking a week in a hotel to be an unnecessary expense.Looking into the private mind of a person is essentially stripping that facade exterior and looking at the base structure. There was no hiding fear or pain, there was no way even to know you are being 'scanned'. So I did it as if I was watching television - stripping past the facade of a person. . sooo I guess that makes up for her look… well after the movies we came back started d***k and kickin back watchin movies… well she went to take a shower and ke kept tellin us how honry she was and kept fingering her pussy and rubbing his dick alll night.. well when she got out the shower she called him into the room and left me and the other 2 in the living room.. 30 mins later she came out piss and bitch how she was suckin his cock and pass out, and we started laughin and continue to drink... It was a high-rise adjacent to a shopping mall. She opened the door wearing a red silk or nylon robe and red boudoir slippers. He saw that she did look like her photographs and probably was five-nine, nearly as tall as he was. He hoped the nine inches would turn out to be factual. He imagined he could handle it if it were. He handed her the envelope with the “300 roses” and she tucked it in a pocket of the robe without counting it. They broke the ice by exchanging first names and after some.