. ifyou don't let him ... then I'll have to ... and I just couldn't, notafter what Tammy told me!" Rita started crying on my shoulder,repeating over ...nd over how sorry she was to ask me to do what I had todo. I cuddled her, and cooed to her. By then, Gilligan's Island hadchanged to the local news and, while someone went on blathering aboutsome idiot people named 'Nixon' and 'Ford' and 'Kissinger', all I couldthink to do was hold my baby sister close. I knew exactly what she wasscared of. The engine conked out several times but he was able to start it again. Finally as he ascended a long hill, the car just stopped; the engine gave one last loud bang and died."Shit!" Ryan yelled and slammed the steering wheel hard with his hand. A sudden pain rushed through his wrist and up his arm. "Ouch... Goddamn it!" he groaned at his stupidity when realized that he had hurt himself. He sat in the car for a few minutes cursing to himself and rubbing his sore wrist, hoping the rain would slow.. One nose, straight and aquiline. One mouth, thin lips, sharp white teeth. No visible outer ears, I notice.My gaze travels downward, over his thick neck and wide shoulders to his two muscle-corded arms with one elbow each, ending in hands that look roughly like mine from this distance, just much bigger. His torso has a weird shape with bumps and dents where none should normally be, even taking into consideration that some of what I’m looking at appears to be armored clothing.There’s a thick rope. ’You look uncomfortable as you stand before the mirror topless while my fingers tenderly abuse your softness. I kneel and gently bite your buttock. My fingers smooth over the front of your sheer panties, stroking your soft young flesh. I stand and smile at you. ‘Now, the nightie. Lift your arms.’I slide the gossamer negligee over your torso, then take possession of your silky curves. I watch as my hands run freely all over your boobs, caressing their softness. There’s no doubt your nipples are.