See what I can figure out. Are you in pain?’ Two blinks. ‘Okay. Do you need anything? Hungry, thirsty, need to use the bathroom?’ Three blink.... ‘Uh…oh. You need something, but none of those things?’ One blink. ‘Um…are you cold? Need a blanket?’ Three blinks. ‘Not a blanket? Something else?’ One blink. He looked stumped. I wanted to scream. Something flickered behind his eyes. Enlightenment? ‘Oh, let me guess. You want your clothes on.’ One very relieved blink. ‘Alright, I’ll see. “What are you doing for Christmas ?”, she asked .“I have no plans, probably spend a quiet day at home.”, I answered.“You’re not going to your mother in law’s for dinner ?”, she asked.“No, they have been invited out for the day this year.”, I responded. She then asked me if I wanted to go with her over to her parents house for dinner. She explained that her entire family was gathering and it would be a nice day. “No, one should be alone on Christmas.”, she explained.“I have heard that.”, I. I am a good girl..." She was sitting with her legs apart. He looked at her erect nipples peeking through her shirt, her flat tanned belly, and the muscles tensed around her inner thighs. Her shorts were tight, but they way she sat made the fabric open up a gap and he could just see white panties.They were mostly quiet on the drive. The man's name was Johnny. He was pleased to meet her. They stopped for a late lunch. Elle had stopped worrying about whether her parents would find her. She liked. He pushed it shut, and locked it, trying to remember when he might have opened it. After a few minutes, he gave up, figuring it must have merely slipped his mind. He got back into bed, just as he heard approaching thunder. He smiled. He did so love storms, ever since he was a boy. As the rain began falling, he closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep. He felt sure he would dream of that wench, and he knew he would enjoy jerking off to it later. The lights went out, as they were supposed to. A.