What is the matter? Nothing,I said. Just glided away somewhat. Then she glimpsed and saw my boner for the second time. Oh,darling is that for me? I st...ttered yyyes. That is so sweet. And without warning she touched my dick and began rubbing it. I thought,it really is happening. While she rubbed me she started kissing me wildly. And I kissed her back. It felt incredibly nice kissing her. Her tongue rolled around my tongue,I could hardly breathe. The time for being subtle was gone and we removed. Hartwell landed hard, but got back to his feet just as quickly and continued to come for me.I looked at Lisa. She really was trying to stop him, but he refused to listen to anything she said. I understood that he wanted to keep her safe, but I wasn’t about to let him do me any further harm just so he would feel better about it.I looked past the two of them at Mrs. Hartwell. She actually looked at me, met my eyes, and clasped her hands together begging. She may have seen me take down all those. He studied Vic naked one last time from bottom to top as he dressed, the longest glance at her face. "Damn, you are beautiful." He shook his head and left. Vic was alone in the hotel room. Boston waking five floors below, cars passing, horns honking, sirens fading were all that was heard in that empty room except Vic quietly crying herself to sleep.It was a night of emotions. The moon was full. While Jim and Vic had gone off on one of their peculiar kinky adventures, Connie had decided on. She decided not to mention anything to Claire about how important it was to not show one's panties to teenage boys but she was certain the girl was innocent about the whole incident and was not using the opportunity to panty tease the young boys with a nice shot of her crotch. It was something she had done quite often in college at the football games and always sat on the top benches so the guys down below could get a good view of her thong covered snatch. In fact, that was how she had met.