Tension drained from her slight frame, and Jon felt her relax all her weight onto his thigh. She laid her head against his shoulder and whispered, 'I ...trust you Jon, I trust you with my life.' She sobbed quietly against his shirt. She didn't see the tears streaming down his face.Within a few minutes, Jon pulled his scooter up behind a van. It was a Ford Transit, but unlike most vans, there were no double doors at the rear, just a single one that looked as if it opened like a tailgate. That. One day when she came home from college she was talking to me asking what it’s like to be in a relationship (she never had a relationship before) and I told her when the right person comes she’ll find out and I changed the topic and started to play fools with her and tickle her. As I was tickling her I started moving my hand on her back around her bra straps and I undid her bra through her top and she didn’t ask me to stop so I decided to continue, I started tickling her neck and playfully. Other than telling me "good evening, sir," when he held the door open for me the driver had nothing to say. I followed instructions and kept silent, too."We're here, sir," he told me as he pulled up. "I'm afraid the restaurant seems to be closed, though. Would you like—?" I'm being met," I said. "Thanks." I got out, and off he drove.It was only about a minute later that another car drove up to me. Not the car they'd had in Charleston, either they'd ditched that one or they had others. When the. She looked at me with lust-filled eyes and her open mouth looked so desirable as she panted softly in anticipation.“Honey, it’s time for me to make you feel as good as you made me feel,” I whispered softly with my face inches away from hers. “Remember how good I said it felt when you kissed my cock? Well, I’m going to show you how good it will feel when I kiss you down there.” I felt a small shudder run through her body as I slipped to my knees before her. “Just relax, sweetie. You’ll be fine,”.