The hand was stroking the back of my thigh through my mid-length skirt. I should have said something, or screamed, but I liked the idea that I was bei...ng ‘touched-up;’ it was just so naughty that I did not react. I shut my eyes again; the hand was working its way up and down my thigh, stroking it gently. The hand moved position; it was beneath my skirt now. I could feel the pleats of my tartan skirt separate as my mystery assailant's hand was working its way between my thighs, sliding along my. I will do whatever you want. I will do anything to please you.Divya: Don’t make me repeat, I c…a…I suddenly placed my lips on her lips. Whatever she tried to hold back for a week burst out in a second. She put her hands around me and gave me a tight hug. Her arms clenched me tighter and tighter. She crushed my boobs with her boobs. I was able to feel her heavy breaths.The next thing I knew, she had slammed her lips onto mine and nearly knocked all wind from my lungs. I hardly had a moment to. “Everything went back to normal.”Brian then interrupted, “until the divorce.”“True,” she agreed.Brian then continued the story, “we got very close again as she told me the many problems she and dad had. “ It was here he looked at his mother directly in the eye even though he was still talking to Mike. “All that time on the phone and our relationship has grown into so much more again. I was hoping to God this would happen again this weekend.” His statement was genuine and ultimately directed at. “You know about that?” He felt a pang of guilt for having gotten caught up in making fun of her behind her back with his colleagues. It wasn’t even that he disliked Alyssa. He didn’t know whether he liked or disliked her, because he knew absolutely nothing about her. “Yes, I know about that. I have ears. You still haven’t answered my question. Why were you taking my picture?” “I was taking photos for my portfolio. You happened to be in the way of my shot.” He wasn’t about to tell the woman.