The Colonel nodded in satisfaction and lifted a finger. The guard held the next stroke and stepped back. Breathing deeply he wiped the sweat from his ...forehead with his free hand, tapping the cane against his leg as he waited for the Colonel’s next order.‘Stand her up.’The other two guards dragged Meena to her feet, head hanging down with pain and exhaustion. The top of the desk where she’d been held down was patched, shiny and wet with her sweat, the cover of the cardboard file marked by. They put it back up and pot a chain and a lock on it. I had to steal the ladder from their neighbor. And as Thalia jumped off the last rung lights came on in her parents' bed room. We made it around the corner of the house just before we heard a window was raised. Man, were we ever lucky. And they couldn't see us because the car faced the other way. I left the lights off till we were around the corner into Seventh Street.The bikes are strapped to the bike rack and we are already rolling down. I was already starting to sweat. I was doing my figuring on my fingers.'Today doesn't count, nor Saturday, Sunday and Monday is a Legal Holiday. There's four days just waiting for the first one that counts!!!'Tuesday, one.'Wednesday, two.'Thursday, three.'Friday, doesn't count and neither does Saturday, or Sunday, so...'Monday, four.'Tuesday, five.'Wednesday, six.'Thursday, seven ... and that's the soonest.'AARRGGHH ... if I test positive, and there's the best reason in the world for that to. She remained nestled in the hollow between my left arm and torso. At some point my hand on that side found and fondled her breast casually. Not long after, her right hand did the same with my soft, contented dick. We kept talking, too, as she worked me into full arousal, as I gently rolled her onto her stomach, then eased into place and entered her from behind. The sex stayed languid, peaceful and tender, never reaching a feverish enough pitch to interfere with our verbal back-and-forth..