Don't arrest me, let me go, I'll be good, I promise!" and he stared at her in the rear view mirror, and then she saw what he was staring at. Her posit...on in the seat left her entire crotch exposed and she just knew her wet spot on her crotch was visible in the light of the interior of the cruiser. She tried to get her skirt down, but with her hands behind her, she couldn't, so she just sat there, bawling. The radio blare to life, but she ignored it as the cop answered it, only thinking that her. " My friends are their friends. Mind you, I haven't brought a long-haired leatherjacket home yet."Reg had to smile and she smiled back."So, they would welcome you. Genuinely."Reg still looked doubtful.Eleanor squeezed his hands again. "Really, Reg. I wouldn't have suggested it if I'd thought it wouldn't work. Promise."There was a long pause as they stared at each other. Eleanor won."OK."Eleanor did not beam. She smiled warmly. "Good," she said softly."Thanks," he replied equally softly.She. .."She blushed as her bravado ran out."There are some things you'd like to try?" Marie asked kindly."If we can't find a room, we'll kick someone out!" John declared."We can't," Marie said too quickly."Watch me," he commanded."John," she chided, and he stopped.Christine watched their interplay, and then frowned."Did I do something wrong?" she asked quietly."Not at all," Marie promised and then gave her a kiss. Marie looked thoughtful for a moment, and then took a deep breath. "There was some. I move my hand down and put your leg back on the bed, and then slide a hand in between your legs, stopping short of your shaved pussy. I stop kissing and licking your breast and look up at you and ask you if you want me to touch you, and you say yes in a passion-filled voice. I move my hand up to meet your pussy and you moan loudly. You're very wet, as am I, and I slowly slide my hand up and down your slit. I roll your clit around as I did with your nipple, between my index finger and thumb..