Being my first day and wanting to make a good impression I agreed and as she smiled and walked away her hand brushed mine. Thinking it too good to be ...true I passed it off as nothing. By the time I finished the job person left in the building, or so I thought.As I headed for the door I felt something tug at my hand and as I turned around I was met by a site which almost killed me, there standing behind me in those tight jeans which drove me crazy was Veronica. Something had changed though her. She looks out the front door, and it appears the neighbors are elsewhere as first she carries the two suitcases to the car, then back in the house for her purses and hurries to her car with them, putting them on the front passenger seat.She has a couple hours to deal with things at the bank before she is due at Donald’s. And thinking this, she caresses her now filling pearl necklace. This she knows she will never take off.She drives the five minutes to the bank. Her father’s bank. She knows. Hundreds of questions, dozens of accusations, swirled in my head. It seemed like hours passed before I could speak: "HAVE been?"She shook her head and sobbed.It wasn't much of an answer, but it was enough. I released the grip on her shoulder, straightened that arm. The fingers that cupped her breast opened and slid away. A gap opened between us. An odd thought struck me. I had patted her breast as I withdrew, like patting a pet to say goodbye. "Some ONE?"She rolled toward me in anger. Her eyes. Now let me kiss you.” She closed her eyes and turned her head to me. Our lips meshed together and even though it took a little to get started, we finally relaxed and got into it a little. Still, I didn’t think this was going to get either of us turned on enough get to making love. I didn’t have lube in the back of the truck and I wasn’t going to fuck her raw. I needed to come up with something.“Do you remember the first time we got together?” I asked. I’d been thinking of Beca getting her.