"Do you see this significant blip upward here ... and here ... and then I think you can probably make this one out, as well? Those correspond to momen...s when, while telling me your story, you felt a – shall we a say a 'twinge' – of sexual arousal. Arousal that you failed to mention, but nonetheless felt. Am I right?" Um, well, yeah, but I didn't tell you, 'cause it had nothing to do with what I was talking about at the time. It had nothing to do with yesterday, with Don face-fucking me in the. At which point he hesitantly opened his legs. I knew I was finally getting somewhere, he was thinking about it. His erection still pointing out. He knew I could see it. He said “If we do this, it doesn’t mean anything, like you said it’s just a bit of fun okay?” I nodded again. Then another question, he said “You promise you’ll never mention it. To anybody? Not even to me again? Just this once okay?”. I nodded, again, and said “Yes Nathan I promise I won’t mention anything, now do you want me. "What are you going to do, go out there and scare him into coming out of the vehicle?" He laughed, and his laughter was tempered with hysteria. If someone were killed, it would be his career that would die as well. I could sympathize, but if he didn't watch his mouth, he might be the first casualty of the day. I probably had more male hormones in me than I had ever had before and I was getting short-tempered and aggressive because of it. Hell, I might have been carrying more testosterone than. She started to pull my pants off so I put my hand on her boob. The feeling was amazing. It was like touching a cloud from heaven. Pushing my luck, I slipped the hand up her shirt and under her bra. She was startled but kept on making out. My fingers felt over her nipples. They were hard and I knew I had to see them up close. I took her shirt off and saw the pearls god had given her. She wanted to keep going, though, because as soon as the pants came off she started on the boxers. I was so hard.