Just at the edge of my fingertips a mess of blonde hair started. I knew that hair; knew the touch and feel and smell of it instantly.Allison slept on ...he side of my bed, one arm folded to support her head, fingertips just barely touching mine. My first thought was that her back was going to hurt when she woke up. I tried to speak her name but nothing would come out. With an effort I got my fingers to move and touched her hair. It hurt like hell to move my fingers and that triggered something. The strong, capable fingers continually smoothed the material against the skin under it. Sally bit back a moan as Leslie seemed to almost caress her calf. She inched up her skirt and Leslie leaned forward, her hands touching Sally's thigh now. The stocking was drawn tight as Sally stretched her leg out and the flowered elastic top was carefully adjusted.Leslie moved slightly and repeated the action with the other leg. Sally was in heaven now, enjoying and appreciating the arousing touch of. I caught up with Verine between the house and town. "Why have you arrested my wife?" I asked the first man I got close to."Her father owes taxes to the state," he told me."She is mine now, and is carrying my child. Why is she under arrest for her father." The Magistrate told us to arrest her. That is all I know," he told me."Let me drive you all to town, she should not be walking so near to the time of delivery," I said.They agreed, and I drove them to see the Magistrate.I walked into the. It can’t be that easy!’ Austin didn’t respond. He watched as Rachel continued to walk in their direction, seemingly right towards them. He glanced around and realized that she was heading to her own car at an adjacent pump where she’d been filling up as well. His eyes went back to her and he swallowed as her increasing closeness began to offer a better view of her body. Her choice in clothes wasn’t overly flattering, but Austin felt himself stir as he detected a slight bounce in her shirt..