"Right?" No, you're much hotter than me!" stuttered Hunter, panicking, stillfixated on her chest. "I uuumm... I guess most girls can only wish theyhad...your body?" Oh? I'm sorry! I didn't mean to snap at you!" Kara squeezed her boobsagainst him. "I'm so bloated and just self-conscious?" Oh? It's fine, Kara," said Hunter, trying to stay calm himself,allowing the hug to go a few seconds before pushing back. "No big deal,and you're really hot!" Oh gawwdd I love you so much, and I hope so," said. I could tell it was out of his pants. We sat in the car a while he put on the radio. He then took it out from under the napkin & held in his hand & asked me to move closer to him. Between the music & the cab partition Tiff had no clue what was going on. I move closer to him as I scooted over he slips his hand under me. He slips my panty only off my ass (he didnt take it off all the way) & starts to squeeze my butt run his fingers between my crack & pussy. He massages my clit, whatever he was. He just doesn’t have the time. And I guess his third year of law school is going to be even worse. She likes him, but doesn’t like the small amount of time he has for her. What bugs her is that even after he graduates he’ll have long, crazy hours as a junior associate. I did point out to her that fourth and fifth year architecture students don’t have much of a life - look at Chris. He spent a bit of time here, but that was all his free time, except for whenever he and Cindi managed to sneak an. Not off, just enough to give her a break. Emma responded immediately. She heaved a huge sigh and straightened up. I watched as she hurried down the stairs before Brent could zap her again.Back at her seat, Emma grabbed my wrist and turned the phone to face her.“I hope you had fun today because it is going to cost that pretty butt of yours, sweetie-pie,” Emma said, a gleam in her eye.“I did and it was worth it,” Brent said. He was grinning ear-to-ear though Emma couldn’t see it.“Hey,” I said to.