And I can't help it but this woman is making me crazy. I did not have time to think anymore because Vicky had reached my face and was staring into my ...eyes. David I am sorry that I attacked you like that but I just couldn't help myself when you're in the office today as soon as I got within 5 feet of you my pussy got wet and I really wanted you to pet my pussy. I laughed and said, Vicky I don't know what is going on but with you this close to me I just can't think. I'm sorry David she said, but. I'm not a fan of pain, and I'm not altogether clear on the difference between 'harming me', and 'hurting me'. Not really certain I want to understand the difference!" This all gets back to trusting me. Hurting you, you say 'ouch'. Harming you, you have scars that last longer than a week or two, or broken bones, or joint injuries, or an infection, or something else that makes you visit a doctor, or miss work. Hurting you, might make you walk gingerly on Monday, or might make you wince when you. I was laying there totally naked and any other time I'd have locked the door."Okay, good." She walked in, doing her best to avoid looking at me directly, at least at first. "Did you wash yourself good?" Uh, well ... Not yet, I wanted to just soak a little," I confessed, crossing my arms over my breasts and putting my thighs together under the water, trapping my penis safely out of sight."Okay, well, make sure you wash everywhere, alright?" I always do," I replied and this conversation wasn't. I gathered up the tattered remnants of her clothing, threw her over my shoulder and ran back into the jungle. About a hundred yards in I stopped and sat her on the ground. She was crying and shaking. She looked at me with fear in her eyes. I knew she thought I was going to rape her. I handed her clothing to her and helped her drape the rags over her nude body. I stood up and offered my hand. She took it and stood up with me. She was very small, about four feet seven or so. From the way she.