. embarrassing ... humiliating ... disgusting ... It is no wonder that she sits there, frowning at me. She must think that I am a depraved beast. Than...kfully, she has no idea what caused my arousal. I am certain that if she knew she was the reason for my tumescence, she would not only refuse to continue traveling with Helen and me, but my face would have received a rather resounding slap."He continued his surreptitious adjustment of his aroused manhood. All the while attempting to keep Christine. Half an hour later Paul is walking through the hospital carpark and spots Hannah in her car, she looks fed up, but dressed in a nice flimsy black and white dress. He knocks on the window and asks her what she's doing, noticing she has the website open on her phone as he does so, Hannah replies waiting for a friend but think they have blobbed on me in a grumpy tone. Paul being brave points at her phone and says what off that website naughty! Hannah slightly flustered stutters and closes her. Her nipples getting rock hard at his touch which highly excited both of them, it was written plainly on both their faces that round 2 was about to begin. He moved up slightly putting his arm around her and bringing her lips to his, sighing at how soft and luscious they were. Creamy like the finest of smooth chocolates. He felt as if she might simply melt in his mouth, and if she did he would savor it forever. She pushed him over, turning him on his back and straddled his body while they. Then I see them, the 'pursuers', two man team, one on a bike fixing his tire for over a half hour and one sitting on a bench reading a paper. I suspected the man with the paper but I might not have noticed the biker if not for the almost imperceptible nods exchanged from one to the other. Then I noticed how the biker fiddled with the tire for an unusually long time. However, as important as I think I am, the mole is the one they want; the one with the secrets. So we all sit here and wait for.