Sharing didn’t really work well. He was so big we kept bumping each other. I was having a terrible time with my hair. He suddenly took the botle out... of my hand, telling me he’d do it or we’d never finish. I started to protest when he swatted my butt again! Not hard, but it got my attention, and I didn’t protest when he turned me around. I’d never had anyone wash my hair before, and it felt very soothing, almost sensual. He did a very good job, even did the conditioner. I was so lost in the. Did she know what she was doing to him? No, she couldn’t influence him like she could other humans, she had said so herself. Unbeknownst to her, years of training in resisting everything from persuasion to outright torture had steeled him against her wiles, this was something different.He felt as if he might explode if he didn’t say something, anything. This would be their last night together, his last chance to act on these feelings. What was it he had said to her? That you should seize the. I watched as he walked away thinking about what had happened last night when we had danced.The next couple of days Joe came over to me to speak and each time I could see him getting aroused it was now becoming more interesting as this man obviously found me exciting it was like a game I would be on my chair he would come over and speak look me up and down then start getting aroused and quickly leave before I noticed.I had now started to notice what a good body he had he must have been in his. " Mm, what?" I want to have sex with you." Uh." More kissing."OK, let's do it." More kissing."Sssh, we have to be quiet." Then let's go someplace." Where?" C'mon." He grabs the blanket and they race off her parent's porch and into the trees. He spreads the blanket over the grass, they collapse upon it, rolling together, against one another. She's underneath him, lying on her back when he starts to kiss farther down her body. He raises her shirt to kiss her stomach. It's so warm and he can feel.