”There wasn’t enough room between the seats to drop my body all the way down, and there wasn’t a lot of headroom above. Nevertheless, I got into...a position that seemed acceptable to her. She was quite theatrical as she went through her preparatory steps.First, she took her jacket off. I looked back and saw that her that white blouse was sleeveless. Then she swished her implement through the air so I could hear the noise it made. Crack that whip; what an appropriate expression.“Now, you’ve been. I went over and sat beside her and she was wearing the same mini skirt that she wore that day. She gave me a naughty look and blushed. I immediately knew what she was thinking and we introduced ourselves and intended to become friends, but I was still shy of what I did that day. She suddenly hold my hand and placed it on her thighs and gave me an encouraging look, and that turned me on and I felt my cock becoming hard. She stared at my bulge and her face turned red, she placed her hand on it. Her abdomen clenched. Her scalp tingled. She reapplied lip gloss, picturing herself in the Barbie Dream House, in the Garden of Eden. She wandered restlessly, nudging throw pillows, bending ostentatiously from the waist to straighten a rug, pretending she was doing something other than waiting for her man to come home and fuck her brains out. Maybe a shower. She smiled wickedly and wandered into the bathroom. Nothing like a shower for such a dirty girl. She pressed her hips firmly into the edge. I mean, we might have already done the fire one, if the temple arson counts.”That kind of bothered me. A two-day quest like that was probably way too short to get mentioned in some kind of crazy prophecy.“Well, I guess that’s all fine, but our goals stay the same,” I said, “How long until-”There was knocking on the door, and Calliope’s annoyed voice filtered through the wood. “Are you guys done with your secret meeting or whatever? I’ve got to get to work and Voss doesn’t want to escort me on.