He's no threat to you, not in any meaningful way. Now, please act like a man, please. All of this whining and crying has got to stop. Okay?" Her last ...ords were delivered in an almost kindly tone, like she was soothing a child's hurt feelings. I have to admit it; I was only a few nano-syllables shy of actually killing her right then and there. She had no idea; I walked out to protect myself more than her.It was the next morning, Saturday, I was outside working on my car. I had to do something. I’ve got plenty of room if you want it.’ ‘Are you sure? I wouldn’t be imposing?’ We were just going through the motions now. She didn’t want to seem too eager. ‘I’m sure. When do you think you’ll be here? Do you need a ride?’ I sat up and pulled on some pants, which is far more difficult when youhave a phone pinned between your ear and shoulder. ‘I’m out front.’ I nearly fell over. She really was at the end of her rope if she had walked here with whatever she had managed to get that night.. Looking up again, she saw more intricate weaves of light start spinning around Gregg and Heather, wrapping themselves loosely around the two of them, forming a tangle of strands. Whereas the narrow strand connecting her and Gregg clearly attached the two of them, the multitude of ropes around Gregg and Heather were like loosely-tied knots, waiting for the final tug to connect them.Somehow she knew that it was her responsibility to see that those knots were pulled tight.Shaking her head, the. I take them off, push her back onto the conference table, and remove her granny panties. I pull up the chair I shoved out of the way, take a seat, and stare at the feast before me, while she’s up on her elbows staring at me with her mouth hanging open. I run my fingers through her thick, salt-n-pepper bush and she moans. I run my index finger up and town through her outer, then her inner labia and she squirms. I place the thumb of my other hand on her clit and she lies flat and pulls her knees.