My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My ...on started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car's air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress.The front of me was totally naked for my son to do what. His arms were well muscled and tanned as much as they could be in the God forsaken dusty air.His hair was flaming red, like the light of a campfire burning bright under a harvest moon. The top layer of hair gleamed a soft orange, having been faded over time from working outside while his under growth was much darker and shaded the color of the setting sun against the polluted evening sky. There were times it almost looked alive. It grew down to just above his shoulders and took my breath away. She couldn't easily move away but although she was softly muttering 'please no, please no' I am sure that I saw her push back slightly against Andy. Steve lowered her arms and pushed her wrists back behind her, asking Andy if he would oblige for a moment and Andy stopped toying with Anita's nipples and again took hold of her wrists, she was behaving as if she were d**gged, not really with us, not particularly struggling but not completely compliant and still whispering 'no, no, no'. Steve put. We may do things differently, but we all love, we all procreate, and eventually we all die.”“That’s a lot to think about.”“It is.”“Love me, please?”I turned to her and we made slow, passionate love before falling asleep in each other’s arms.July 7, 1997, Chicago, Illinois“You can’t really talk to her,” Deborah said.“Do you realize just how stupid this is?” I protested.“I know, but Bob is right. I’m not saying she would do this, but if she filed a sexual harassment claim against you and NIKA,.