She sat right next to me. She put her right hand around my waist. And held my penis by her left hand. It was a strange feeling.I was going through suc...h pleasure just by her touch. Now she looked right into my eyes and said “Aramikata?” (I’ll start?) I nodded yes and so she began. Slow thrusts up and down. I was in heaven. Just a min or two and I began giving moans. She did it slowly so i didn’t reach climax soon.As five or more mins went by, I took my left hand and held her waist tightly. She. She still might.The rain was relentless; the only upside, was that it had driven indoors all but the most determined. The roads were quiet.She deliberately drove through another deep puddle, with feelings akin to childish joy. The water crashed across her bonnet drowning her pathetic wipers. She slowed down slightly so her wipers could catch up.She was a little bored. The town had not much in the way of nightlife, and the few clubs she had gone to, contained only girls in their teens, making. “Damn it George! I’m glad it hurt! I want you to leave me alone. Don’t you dare ever touch me again and I fuckin’ mean it! I swear to God if you come near me or even lay a finger on me, I’ll call the cops!” I was had hoped that he’d leave me alone, but rather then believing me, his large hands grabbed my arms and turned to shove me against his car where he was. He leaned down over me to kiss me! His eyes were closed and he was kissing me softly, his hands moved around my back and held me to. I still feltguilty."How about this?" I'd said, holding up a skirt."How about not," she'd responded. In the end, she found some pants thatalmost fit, some motorcycle boots that almost fit, and a sports bra thatended up fitting somewhat poorly, but she decided was better thannothing. Grant thought her still-too-large t-shirt would be fine. Still,just pants, used underwear (yuck) and shoes set me back almost $60. Somethrift store. But Grant was more comfortable, and that was enough.We went back to.