"I'll let you in on a secret." He inches closer and my knees tighten against my chest even more. I feel my breath hitch in my throat. "I've wanted you...since the first moment I ever saw you, but you move too quickly to catch." ***She stares at me like a rabbit caught in headlights, her mug cradled in both hands as though she imagines it can shield her. "And now you have me in your clutches you're not planning on letting go?" The end of her question squeaks slightly and I smile again, slowly. He clapped me on the back, told me I was on my own now, and walked away. My eyes jumped to the keys, to the car, and to Father's retreating back, around and round. It was too much to take in all at once. The salesman smiled, congratulated me on my fine acquisition, and indicated the exit from the lot. I didn't seem to have much of a choice. I got in, fumbled with the keys for a moment and started the engine. I marveled at the purr of quiet power. After a bit more fumbling, I managed to. Lynn now could figure out the rules and she started a dirtydescription of how she liked to feel the hot cum bursting into hermouth. She told Cecilia that she liked to swish it around with hertongue, let it dribble back out and lick it. She told Cecilia shelike to suck it out of pussies after they had been fucked by manypeople. It sounded so convincing, maybe she really did like to puther fingers into her pussy and scoop a guys cum and lick her fingersclean. When I heard a gargling sound, I. " What dya want?" Get in," she yelled. "He's got Annabel." Ahh ... who?"Margaret hit the horn. "Get in, Christ's sake. I've been shot at."Iain opened the door and he had barely put a foot inside when she accelerated fiercely, causing him to swear at her. "What's goin' on?"Margaret watched the open road, sniffing. "Annabel ... she's been kidnapped and I've been shot at." She didn't wait for a response as her car took the racing line in the ice at over 70mph."Careful," Iain cried. "Ya gonna get.