." I said to her with a smile, and with a cheeky grin she simply replied with "What?? Hehe, you know you love it!"I couldn't disagree, she continued t...o rub my crotch, before she let me know straight out, just how horny she was. "I'm so horny!" she said without hesitation, "I've been so frustrated!" Oh really?!" I replied "I never would have guessed." I said bluntly with a smile, as my cock got harder and harder, until she returned her hand to the wheel. What a tease, I thought to. Four, there was a mysterious sadness about her, a sexy melancholy thatI found intoxicating. I looked at her pictures, the thoughtful look onher face, the glimmer of steel in her eyes, and found myself wanting toat least meet her.Five, interesting advertising copy. On her webpage, she wrote:"Remember, I'm not your friend, I'm your fantasy.?What the hell did that mean? Who was she reminding? Whose friend wasshe if not mine, for at least an hour? And how could she so comfortablyembrace the idea. Interlude; Petra's voice.I may be a psychologist, but that doesn't mean I always get things right, or foresee the consequences of my actions and decisions. I really wanted Jim to be sure I was 'the one'. I was sure that most of the girls that approached him would have little in common with him, and he'd realise it, get bored, and come back to me. I knew about Susheela's condition. She'd told me she wanted to make sure she could at least experience as much as possible in case it came back and. She pulled away from meWhat are you doing Chris, I didn't tell you to touch me!But I thought it was OK I said.Only when I say so she said, Sorry I saidMake me a cup of tea and some toast ,I went to the kitchen and put the kettle on , she came in a couple of minutes later with a piece of paper and a pen, and sat at the table and started writingthe toast popped up , I took it over to her with the butterChris for this to work I want to know I can trust you, I'm writing this and you will sign it,.