She had her head on my shoulder and her leg thrown over mine. She was soft and warm. She was also still asleep, and just looked wonderful!“Tim,” P...enny called to bring me out of my reverie, “go ahead and kiss her to wake her up. We need to go to her house now. It’ll be morning soon.”Boy, talk about a tough assignment. I leaned in and kissed Dottie on the lips. She tasted great. I could tell when she was awake, because she started to kiss me back. Boy, could that girl kiss! I thought she was. "I don't understand," she said suddenly. "She killed the man, right?"There was a nod or two."So what's the problem here? I just don't get it."Helen was sitting across the table from Jane. She leaned forward. "Are you comfortable with sending Lacey Fetterman to prison for the rest of her life for killing her rapist?"Jane looked uncomfortable. "That's not the point," she said."It most certainly IS the point," said Helen. "If we find her guilty, that's what's going to happen, plain and simple." No. No, no, what was she thinking? It was a public place, her fellow scientists occupying beds mere feet away from her, yet by the lurid sounds emanating from their recesses she guessed that they had been similarly effected.It was maddening, she rubbed her naked thighs together as a damp patch darkened her underwear, her nipples like bullets through her tank top. Her clothes were stained with sweat and humidity, and now her juices, there was no way to escape the pervasive damp and she balled her. ‘OK, Lucy, what is going on?’ ‘Nothing much. I just want to play you because I am going to whip your ass.’ She grinned. ‘That’s a pretty bold statement for a little girl.’ ‘Just for that, I am going to whip your ass after I whip your ass on the course. Bring your A-game because you are in for a tough day.’ ‘We’ll see about that. So what are the stakes for this challenge match?’ ‘If I win, you take me out for dinner tonight. If you just happen to get lucky and win, I will take you out to dinner.