"Oh, great," Rod said. "Just what I need is you pulling rank on me." Rod, the kind of shit we would have to be in for me to ever actually try that wit... you, pulling rank would be the least your worries. Nothing is changing, except that you now have an extra weapon in your personal arsenal, I have no idea what kind of doors my new position can actually open but as I find out, I'll let you know. Meanwhile, we pick up an off the books account for emergencies like hiding Roxanne, thanks for the. I adjusted it in a way in which my navel was visible to them as they both sat opposite to me. They ordered champagne and we had drinks and ate food. It was fun. But, they were constantly staring at my navel. I hoped something would happen but nothing happened.We finished and got into the car. Kendall didn’t drink much so he drove the car. We decided to go for a long drive. The atmosphere was funny as we sat and were singing and making fun of each other. Suddenly, Kendall stopped the car. It was. Whether it was the alcohol, or the pent-up desire, or some other suppressed desire deep inside me I don’t know, but I rolled onto my back and pushed the duvet down so I lay there, exposed, wanting her to touch me. I still knew it was wrong, so I kept my eyes closed; if I couldn’t see it, it wasn’t happening. Again that gossamer touch as she trailed her fingers all over my breasts, this time giving more attention to my nipples which I felt must be hard and erect. I pushed my chest out wanting. That way, she could find out if they had any problemwith the schedule before talking to anyone at the theater. She found a chicken in the refrigerator, and seasoned it for roasting.While the oven was preheating, she peeled and cut up some potatoes toroast with the chicken. After setting things up the way she wanted them,she put them in the oven and set the timer. She decided to tease her mother, so she went up to her room and got one ofthe old action figures (boys still couldn't stand to call.