She ran her hands from my knees up to my thighs then she felt the cash and took it out my pocket and placed it on the table then restarted and ran her... hands from my knees up my legs, telling me I have a hot upper body, reaching my groins she moved over to my cock and massaged it over my tracksuit pants. She then grabbed my tracksuit pants and slowly pulled it down releasing my throbbing hard cock to her. Once my pants was down at my feet she looked at my cock before making eye contact with me. BethWell I've give Rosie a day off hopefully it'll help him to relax before thecoming week. Plus I want to see if he tries anything, escape, revolt orjust complacency.Rosie/ JohnWell another week has started and it's back into the routine of day maidthen waitress at night I run the gauntlet of feminine costumes again, willthere no end to this?BethWell Rosie has done another week and so I'm going to amp it up a littlemore tomorrow, it should be interesting as I'm only telling him that he'sgoing. In my experience, the folks who get by that point usually flash on something in their past that helps that switch to click on, some method of relaxation they’ve used before. Does that sound like what happened to you?”Before I can stop it, my tongue betrays me. “Ja! I remembered when Herr Grüber –-“ I sit up abruptly. “Verdammt, Logan! Du hast mich betrogen!”“Yeah, I tricked you. So what?” His arms wrap around me, once again drawing me back down by his side. His hands return to their. “My car broke down and these kind gentlemen helped get it going again.”The police officer stares intently at him and says. “Then get out of here, before you cause an accident.” We scramble to our cars and drive off.I look at dad and say, “Wayne didn’t pick me up so I had to walk.”“Don’t be a tattle tale, and don’t tell your mom what just happened,” dad says as we both laugh.It’s Tuesday and I’m standing in the lunch line with George and Fred. I think about what happened yesterday and remember.