I kept trying to figure how she had made it into my private space and guessed that it must have had something to do with the physical contact and her ...illingness to go. As we left the store, my wife commented, ‘She sure was pretty, wasn’t she?’ That was an understatement, but I had to agree. When we had encountered in the mall, I thought Stephanie was a little taller than I was, but in her store, I noticed that we stood eye to eye with her in her heels. About a week later, I was back in the. .. Harrah's a smart girl. I think I made a good argument. Maybe I planted a seed."Jonas carried a plate upstairs and rapped on the door jamb. "Good evening -- are you hungry?" I could use a snack." Harrah shifted her position and Jonas placed the plate on her lap. "Thank you." You're welcome ... Harrah -- you said you."She regarded him. "I'm happy we had that discussion on faith, Jonas. I think what you told me made sense."He smiled. "I'm pleased ... but what happened to the thee-thou?" What. The final shattered remnants of her vow to run faded into nothingness as she felt his hand leave her breast and gently lower the zipper that ran down the back of her sweater. Then he undid the zipper on her skirt as well, and his hands slipped unimpeded inside her clothes. He pushed the snug restricting brassiere up and away from her ripely swollen breasts. Then his hands greedily cupped her throbbing mounds as they came free of their nylon confinement, trapping her hypersensitive nipples. He drove up the long driveway and saw that the garage door was open, and that Melissa’s car was in the garage. He shut off his car and got out. A quick glance toward the highway told him Lewis was still there, and that Greg Atkinson’s truck was there, too, some distance behind Lewis. Then he started to walk around his car, as if he were going into the house. He reached inside his coat, slipped out his gun, and held it under his jacket. ‘Hey, Ash Man,’ a soft voice said from inside the garage..