Bill's hand went back to her thigh, and she saw there was yet another drink on the table. She tried to refuse, but he had already paid for it, and she... did not feel right not accepting it. And she did not even feel like objecting when his hand slipped under the skirt of her dress and was caressing her thighs, first on top them slipping in between them.Carla slurred a halfhearted request to stop, but Bill did not pay any attention. And right after his hand slipped all the way up between her. If you stop pressing it or drop it, the test is over, and we have to start again.”She hesitated, but pressed the button, and immediately he swung the cane hard. Her flesh seemed to absorb the rod, but the sudden stroke without warning made her drop the button. “Were you not ready?” he said with mock concern. “I’m sorry, you dropped the button and we must begin again.” He smirked behind her back at her predicament as she picked up the button once again and hesitated before pressing it again.He. It's still up to you to apologize and to ask her if she'll let you partner her in the tennis tourney today. I only spoke with Mr. Connor in order to let him know that I have taken a personal interest in this matter. That was just in case Walt or Georgia had a hand in her not contacting you. I trust you'll remember that Brenda is a nice young lady, from a good family, and I hope you won't attempt to take advantage of her, as you did with Beatrice." Do you think she'll call me?" I'm certain that. Your breasts are pressed against my chest, I can feel your hardening nipples pressing into me, teasing me as they scrape across my skin. I look down into the water, feasting my eyes on your thighs and down to your ass again then back up to your almost bare breasts before I gaze into your eyes. I inch my lips closer to yours, ever so slightly, making us both quiver with anticipation. Our lips finally meet, softly at first, our tongues reaching out to explore each others mouths. Our kiss becomes.