Having him look at my legs while I drive is nothing compared to that? He opens the door for me. I see him looking down at my feet. "You may look at th... rest of me if you wish." I whisper to him. "Thank you Ma'am." He whispers back. Oh my God he is submissive. I know right then if I told him to kneel and lick my shoes, he wouldn't stop until I told him to. My plans for kidnapping a man may come to light now. Could I do it? I try to push the thought out of my mind. But it is hard to do when you. Guys, especially constantly horny but naive, teenage guys, don't always think things through. I had given my mom permission to clean my room - she had been bitching at me about it and I had said something like, well, jeez, mom, if you don't like you can feel free to clean it. But my mom, being pretty laid back and having a tendency to spoil us kids, didn't take that as the sarcastic snipe that I'd meant it as; she didn't get mad. She decided one day while I was at school to clean my room. And. Odd, wet, slurping sounds began to emanate from inside the girl, whose legs shook with desperation. The man looked away from the tube, away from the thudding movements inside it, away from where it disappeared inside her, and fixed his eyes on her face. He could not resist her expression of helplessness and agony.Beneath the lights of the cameras and gazes of the hidden audiences, he bent over the girl. Even as she writhed beneath him, he draped himself over her and grasped her face in his. I'll have to make a copy of your driver's license so I can e-mail it to my insurance agent but there's no rush. As long as we do it before too long, it won't matter."We got in the truck and I watched as Kay adjusted the seat and mirrors before starting the truck. She was doing it right, BEFORE she moved the truck. We were talking as we drove to her apartment. I kept my eye on her driving as we went to see how she did."I take it you've talked with the apartment manager and he's okay with you.