The scooter was ready, and his ten year old truck had been serviced and it was deemed as good as it would get, by his mechanic. If the Samples proved ...o be of any use, he would be using the truck to transport his small amount of tools to the most likely job site. If the samples were a bust, then it would be back to the woods for more creek walking. Either way he was ready to get on to it. Instead he showered then dressed in jeans and a short sleeve sweat shirt for his meeting with Ada and. “Do you feel me?” She nodded. “You'd love that hard cock in your pussy right now, wouldn't you?” A deep moan left her as she writhed in my arms. “Oh yes, you would. You're a slut, after all.” I nibbled on her ear gently, calling forth a number of other sounds. “ My slut.” Her body trembled against me, and I rubbed the soft tip of my crop against her pussy and clit. More sounds of pleasure serenaded my ears, and I smiled. “If you're lucky,” I said before lightly tapping her clit, “you just might. ”“I’m having you arrested for rape and assault.”“I didn’t rape Bonnie. She consented.”“It’s still rape. She’s only 15 and that’s underage. Get dressed this instant, Bonnie!” I glared at Bonnie but she avoided looking at me. I knew she was young but not that young. I still might have fucked her but she could have at least warned me. I felt like kicking her father who was still on the floor. He might have picked up on that vibe because he immediately crawled behind his wife before. It seemed inevitable that one day the guiltof it all, or even my clumsiness would end in mydeath. I nearly hated myself for what I was doing,especially when I knew how wrong it was.Yet, even as these thoughts completed their usualcourse, rounding through my head, I found my feetwalking. My hand moved itself upon the handle of myroom, which I had never had any "company" in. Thethought that I was nearly 30 and in fact had neverhad any "company" hit me smack in the face. I wassad, but I kept.