But what I thought was: We hadn’t made a rule. Point to him.The doorbell rang."Well, they're here. I should go answer that." He didn’t stand up, t...ough.Rule two was no help. Maybe if I’d taken that last break I’d still be in the other room, and all this would be happening differently. But I hadn’t. I was still breathing hard from all the howling I’d been doing. The noise from the video game menu screen intruded on my thoughts.He hesitated, "Last chance."Rule Three. I could fight all I wanted. I. "I continued to unzip the dress until the zipper stopped at the waist. Inoticed that the top was still fastened around Cindy's shoulders. Theonly experience I had with a party dress was yesterday, when Bethdressed me up in hers to play Barbies, but that dress had buttons upthe back. As I stood there, Cindy reached behind her neck and unhookedit. The top separated and she leaned forward as the dress slid off hershoulders and down her arms. She wiggled out of the waist and the dressdropped to the. Those simple words act like air to a smoldering fire, igniting it and sending flames of desire throughout his body. Letting free some of the passion, he takes her face in his ands and pulls her mouth to his, devouring her lips. As he releases her mouth from the captive hold he had on it, he again rolls them, this time with her onto her back. She opens her legs so that his body can fit to hers, and in doing so, he gently runs his fingers up her thigh, and begins to caress her hip beneath her. She cut in, "What?! Alan's in danger?! Of course mum's the word, but tell me! Tell me what's up! Why didn't anyone tell me?!"Christine leaned in conspiratorially and continued in an even quieter voice, "We just found out about an hour ago, so this is the first chance for you to hear. It turns out some of the football players are after Alan again. One of my friends gave me the story."Katherine listened raptly as Christine laid out what she knew concerning the plot.Christine figured that since.