Her gut instinct was that he was a good man ... or at least as good a man as she'd ever met ... and that was enough to mitigate some of the hazards he... unconscious mind worried at.She knew he wanted her. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but she knew. She had felt his passion in his kisses, and what he'd done for her in the studio had been for her benefit—not his. At least not for his immediate benefit. That made him different, in her mind, from other men she'd met. Other men had done things for. "Kristen offered Amy a ride home, but Amy lived close enough to the school that her walk was only a couple of minutes."That was very thoughtful of you, Jim," Kristen said."Thank you, Kristen," I said. "I've been meaning to ask you how you manage to get Amy to speak to you when she very rarely says anything to anybody." You've found the secret, Jim," Kristen answered. "You just need to talk to her."I nodded. It sounded so simple and obvious hearing Kristen's explanation. Seeing Amy's face light. She had him stand for a moment which took her help because he could notbend at the waist anymore. He was then told to lie back down on theplank, this time on his back. When he was in place, she removed hisshoes and replaced them with high fashion sling back t-strap sandals.These were shiny blue patent and had heels that must have been seveninches high and narrow as a nail. They were very sexy, but notsomething he knew he would be unable to walk or stand in.He was told to open his mouth and a. Reaching under the top she pulled her one tit out from under the top and began to knead it and pulling on her tiny nipple. I was now getting to the point that I didn’t know if I could fake sleeping anymore and wondered if her stroking was going to make me cum soon. So, to make sure I didn’t I closed my eyes and tried to think of other things to take my mind off her stroking and playing. I didn’t do a very good job as suddenly I felt that familiar pressure in my groin and only seconds later I.