She looked into my eyes and gently came towards me and kissed me on the lips. Gently but not letting go, just long enough for it to be more than ‘he...llo’. We went into the sitting room and I sat on the sofa. She closed the curtains and walked towards me. I could see her full breasts swinging under her silken top. Her own nipples seemed to be hardening as she sat next to me. She put one arm around me and kissed my forehead. Her breasts were pressing gently against me. Her mouth was moving towards. As I pulled out onto the street in front of the house, “Since I know it is your supper time at home, can you wait till we get to the next town before we stop and eat anything?”“Yes, I believe so, may I ask why you want to wait till then?”“I want as far away from here as we can before we stop, so that we do not take another chance on Jason coming home early, and seeing the car back there, and being right on our tail, every step of the way.”“He will know where we are going and which way we will. It seemed like fear wasn't selling very well for some reason, imagine that.Editors' desks groaned with the weight of copy to be gone through, even in electronic form, as an army of reporters and journalists filed stories as fast as they could make their Blackberries work. Although the coverage was as in-depth as anything ever done by The Chicago Sun Times; there was one human interest angle that they missed.Tao Lin had arrived at the target zone and stood marveling at this sea of humanity. Even. She placed her hands on the windowsill, looking dreamily out at the passerby below. She vaguely remembered hearing the sound of his zipper, and the rustle of him tearing his clothes off. She shuddered with pleasure as he wrapped his arms around her to tease her breasts, and like a lamb, parted her legs wide at his urging. He stepped between her legs, guiding his cock to her wetness. He tantalized her, letting the crown of his cock rub her clit, his shaft thrusting across the sensitive flesh.