Before I could say anything, he said "O.K., k**, just relax. Don't struggle and don't try to pull away. I'm not going to hurt you. As a matter of fact... I'm going to make you feel really good. But that's only if you cooperate. We're still a long ways from your home, and I could dump you out here in the middle of nowhere if I felt like it. Think how tough it would be to catch another ride out here."He was right. I stayed still and thought about what he'd said. Meanwhile, he loosened his grip. She loved those tender eyes too much to ever allow herself to see them filled with hate.She didn?t want to go to Brazil. She would have to suffer through her guilt while he looked on in the same room they would share. When they arrived however, the landscape of the city distracted her from her worries for just a while. In Brazil, Michelle understood at once that things were not as she had perceived. On arrival at the Rio Shuttle Port, the night had been cool and the lights had speckled the. Got to go. See you around dark Saturday night at the main entrance.” - - - - -I picked Brigitte up at seven-fifteen. She jumped in the car and gave me such a big hug that it hurt my neck. Then she kissed me passionately, her tongue eager to show me what she wanted."Gosh, I've missed you so much, Uncle Bill! I hope you're prepared to service me really well tonight."I chuckled and said, “I hope so, too.” I had thought about it and knew exactly where I wanted to go. About five miles outside of. Her hands almost refused to move, finally Anna was able to push her hands into the waistband of her tightly fitted undergarments, drawing them down over her full hips, the sleek material sliding effortlessly down to dangle around her ankles. She lifted one leg, and then the other, finally kicking the rumpled garment to the side. One hand slid over the front of her fleece, the palm of her hands stimulating the tiny follicles of pubic hair to quiver to her loins.“Take your hands away Anna. Let me.