This story is dedicated to my beloved friend and soul mate who passed away in November of 2002. Dana, I will always miss you terribly.I would like to...thank those that helped me with the proofing and structure of the story. I would love to hear any and all constructive feedback. Please feel free to post or Email me with your comments.--Lisa Grey ([email protected] )The Serendipity of FreedomBy Lisa GreyPart 12: The Dying Of The Light...Chapter 38When I came to I was on a shuttle. The. As I did so, she placed one knee on my chest and bentdown so her face was less than a hand span away from mine. Her voice was cold,hard, and completely full of control. The time between me uttering my naiveopinion and feeling the weight of her body on mine must have been less thana minute. I had never ever felt so alive. ?You are a worthless, piece, of, shit'. Her scorn was absolute. She looked straight at me as she said; ?You have no right to utter anything about anything. You have a choice.. Holly's tongue forced its way into Toby's mouth and he stopped thinking about the store. With a growl, Toby slipped his hands around to the front of Holly's pants and wrenched them open, yanking them and her thong panties down past her perky ass. She gasped as the cold air hit her skin. "Holy fuck, man! It's fucking freezing in here!" she exclaimed, attempting to pull up her pants. Toby just laughed and grabbed her wrists, turning her around and placing her hands on the shelves in front of her.. She in reply fired me a question asking me whether why I wasn’t sleeping. I kept quite and patted her a little more. Now she took a brave and bold step. She came extremely closer to me ……….her hand and one boob was on my chest, and one leg on my knee and head placed next to my ear facing the pillow. This was making me go mad, to enjoy the moment I simply placed my other hand on her back caressing her and feeling her bra. She was wearing a Bermudas and a t shirt of fine material. I also caressed.