I looked at her to see her response, but her eyes were shut. I gathered courage & I pulled at her top’s knot and the top was free. And her naked tit... were right there in front of me. I tentatively brushed her boobs and looked at her, she said yes sir they too are wet. I started to dry her tits and her stomach, my hands massaged her tits and squeezed them. She moaned. She said ‘ Sir, you have to clean this too, pointing to her nipples.But since they are sensitive, why don’t to lick them dry?’ I. She changed in one of the stalls, stuffing her old clothes into the bag. She washed her face and quickly applied a little make-up.When she returned, Andre was waiting impatiently for her "Women! Why does it always have to take so long? Key!" She gave him the key to the last car. She stuffed the bag of old clothes in the old car, next to the incendiary device that would cause the gas tank to explode in a couple of hours and thus destroy the evidence."God, I've got such a hard on, Angela" cajoled. I gave him a sweet smile and he smiled back at me. He then turned over and looked at the clock, he growled lightly when he realized what time it was. He then rolled back over to face me. He took a deep breath and then wrapped himself more into the covers. “So tell me why you and this boyfriend were fighting,” he said in a curious voice, looking me deep in the eyes. “It had to be something big for you to run away like that.” “It was,” I started but paused. I was not even sure how to talk about. She wants to get drunk, act crazy and pass out and have to be carried home. Shell do this about every three or four months. I decided to take advantage of it when I saw the tell-tale signs of one coming on. I suggested we go dancing, another thing she loves to do. I told her not to wear underwear, that I wanted her nipples to poke through a sheer blouse and not a panty line to show behind. I said I wanted to see men falling all over her and she quivered in anticipation of driving some men.