I put my one hand slightly on her left boob and start massaging her boob over the shirt and her bra. She shiver and stop the movement of my hand on he...r boob with her hand and said Imran please.. I was looking at her breasts, those are in swing. There was a hot flame in my body. I unable to control my self, I rounded my hand around her waist and rubbed my face on her boobs. She was shocked. But didn’t refuse. I was pressing her bare waist and rubbing my face on her breast. I pulled her on me in. It moved toward her as she pulled, and her heart seemed to skip a beat as she got the first thrill of hope since she was kidnapped.But just as she widened the gap between door and frame to less than two inches, she heard someone coming down the hall, and she closed it quietly, letting the knob revolve slowly until it settled in place.The current grabbed her with a jolt, and she shrieked as the reflex made her stiffen and jerk convulsively. But she forced herself to jump and hop across the room. "What's your name?" she asked coyly. I could almost read her mind through her eyes, and I saw promise."Stanislas, but everyone calls me Staz," I said, almost embarrassed at the foreign sound."My name's Katherine, but everyone calls me Kate." She laughed. "Well Staz, what do you do for fun around here?" My mind went immediately to the sheep, but I knew I couldn't very well tell her that. It didn't matter anyway, she had her own ideas. "I bet having two people is much more fun that being. It was the sight of her standing there chewing on her lower lip that about did him in. That little gesture of vulnerability and uncertainty shot an arrow of longing to his gut. He wanted to take her into his arms and soothe her, but he knew that way lay destruction. He watched as she shifted on her feet, her uncertainty more and more apparent. ‘Is something wrong, Lissa?’ ‘Well, umm…I don’t want to put you out. I have a couple dollars. If you want, I can take the keys and grab a cab home.’ Her.