But you might have a choice. Maybe you'd feel more comfortable doing it with another woman than with a strange guy, but it's up to you. At least ask o... you're going to die!"PAULPaul had been in his cell for nearly a week after his ordeal at the construction site. They hadn't bothered him since then, and they haven't even fed him. He was slowly starving to death, and his mouth was so dry from thirst it was painful.While lying there, a soldier opened his cell and dragged him out. The soldier. I opened my mouth to apologize but I didn't get a chance. My mother pointed her finger at me and started to slap me down. I just sat there and took it."Did you just call me old?" my mother cried out indignantly. "Did you just suggest that Betty and I were so ancient that we were raised in the days of the horse and buggy? Well, I'll tell you this young man, your mother is not old and considering that my belly is filled with your child, I'm far from ancient. How dare you?" Mom," I pleaded to no. I got a better look at him and he was hot, “sure” I said. Then I asked him if he’d mind rubbing lotion on my back, he was thrilled with me asking. So I laid on my stomach across my towel and he started rubbing, as he rubbed I realized how big his hands were.as any woman will tell you, there’s nothing sexier than a guy with big strong hands.as his hands made there way down my back I let out a soft moan and arched my hips up higher.he picked up on my signal and rubbed down my hips, I reached down. " Good. I want to take you to a party." What kind of party?" he asked."The kind I go to." Wouldn't I be kind of out of place there?" he asked."Not at all. You'd be with me." I'm, stunned. Is this like a date?" No, not at all. This is a date." Okay. Are you sure? Won't this kind of hurt your status?" I won't be losing anything important enough to me to worry about. Have your Mom, have your Dad, I'll be over there to help you pick out something to wear."Jeff cleaned up pretty good. Put a tie and.