Her other hand was betweenher legs, insistently rubbing her pussy through herdress.It had all been over so fast. Sara just sat there,looking up at me ...expectantly. She was stillmasturbating, eyes half-attentive. I felt electric,charged up by my recent orgasm. I felt like I wantedsomething more.“That would work better without your dress on,” I toldher. She giggled, and then before I knew it her dresswas off, and she was sitting on the bed with me, herwearing just underwear, and me. She'd soon found that out about him, his egotistical tenderness, and curbed her often biting and sarcastic tongue when she was with him, and after the events that had happened already tonight, she didn't want anything to go wrong. But, still, it was funny, and how differently the evening had begun a few short hours before... After her mother had come downstairs and told her that the man--what was his name? David Prescott? No, Preston--had rented the apartment next door, she returned to sunning. She just has that something about her... No but she can't be can she? I wonder why she didn't press the emergency button... Does she want to be stuck here with me?" I thought to myself."I hope they find us here soon, it's a bit warm in here. I'm kind of getting thirsty, do you happen to have a drink?" Nicole asked, snapping me out of thought. "No I don't, but I still have soda flavored clothing?" I joked. Nicole laughed. "You are too cute, Tessa." Again, we both fell silent. I couldn't help but. Did you really think I was going to let a little squirt like you handle something this serious on your own? I figured you might need some back up but wouldnt trust me so I followed you and when you didnt come out right away with Nessa I called the police You really saved me back there. I never thought I would say this to you again but thank you Aunt Lucy. I meant every word. She may have ruined our family by sleeping with my scumbag father but she saved it by saving me and helping Nessa, so we.