Explaining everything that happened from Sunday night to Wednesday night along with all the ramifications was difficult when explaining it mind to min.... Doing it verbally would take much longer and be a lot harder. So they had to plan for more time. Originally Jim had planned on dropping JJ off and picking her up later. That wouldn't work now. They finally decided to drop the van at Jorge's and use some other cars he just happened to have available. They wanted to make sure the van wasn't. ”Seeing her embarrassment, I thought to change the subject and asked, “So how is your head?”“My head?” she asked, and patted her hair, “What’s wrong with it?”“You know, where I knocked you out.” I reminded her, tilting my head side to side looking for any marks.“Oh” she started, and repeated herself, “Oh, yeah, no problem.” and smiled, “I’m fine.”Somehow, I got the impression that she had faked the whole thing. If she had been trained like she claims she was, I doubted whether or not I could. When I'd finished George's shots I walked around looking at all the machinery on display. Most of it was computer controlled, like the stuff Beth's folks used, but the size and type varied all over the map. One machine was only about a foot square. They were demonstrating engraving jewelry and other small pieces. At the other extreme was a flat-bed water jet table that must have been five feet wide and at least ten feet long. Although they didn't have the jet working they had the machine. It was heavenly. A hungry groan rose from my throat. I shuddered as I savored this bliss.I moved my cock down to her hymen. I felt the barrier protecting her pussy from my dick. Her untouched depths awaited. If I didn't do it, some asshole boy would. He'd do a piss-poor job, break her heart when he didn't call back, and just treat her like shit.She deserved better.“Shit,” I groaned, wanting to thrust. I mean, what was the harm if I just pushed forward and I did it? Would she even know? Girls.