Maybe..." If you can, I'll drive the rest of the way with my dick hanging out. Maybe then I'll let you touch me."The idea was appealing, I couldn't de...ny that. But I knew in order to accomplish this, I had to risk more, myself. "Okay." I said softly. I leaned my chair back a little more, just enough that if someone was passing on my side of the road it'd be more difficult for them to see me. I then tugged the front of my dress, parting the plunging neckline so that my breasts were completely. I jumped into the tunnel.If the time between sections were roughly two seconds, then that would be 30 sections per minute. 300 sections would be ten minutes. I started moving quickly, but still slow enough to count individual sections. I stopped somewhere after 500 sections. And tried to enter the scene. It was harder to do as there were no details to focus on.Eventually, I started feeling the sensation, and I focused on that. It intensified, and I felt myself being pulled into my body.I awoke. As her skin became toasty warm, her eyelids drooped. She didn’t remember falling asl**p, but she fell into the most wonderful dream. She floated in the clouds, and the wisps of white cotton caressed her body, stroking over her smooth skin like warm, gentle hands. She shivered and moaned softly as the sensation crept its way from her back to her sides, down over her hips to her legs, traveling from thigh to feet and back. When the clouds stroked her inner thigh, Vicky spread her legs. The touch. "Our friend in there will keep warm for a while," she said. "I was thinking I needed a cup of tea anyway."Freddie raised an eyebrow. A tea break? Even he was sometimes surprised by the matter of fact way that his team approached their work. The two of them headed off towards an office where Rick and Harry, Freddie's operations director, were already waiting.The four of them sat around the office table. "Rick," said Freddie, "perhaps you can lead off on this."Rick nodded and passed around photo.