. nnnnn…… I want it to be……… fuck ………with someone I trust"."Sure?" Yesssssss…".There was no way my cock was going to fit in there, s...o I decided to just lube a finger. Perhaps she'd be happy with that. I didn't want to hurt her. I put more lube along her crack and ran my finger along it's length. When I reached her hole I stopped and applied very gentle pressure. I didn't want to force anything. I wanted her to be in control. Her response was to push back, forcing my lubed finger to slip a. She got in gear and got a few more things. I held the suitcase closed so she could fasten it.Bozo was in the front room when we went out. "Come on, Boy. You can come, too."We went out to the car. Damn, I forgot about Sara. She was in the front seat, leaning back against the window.I tapped on the window. No reaction. I could make a louder noise and scare her to death. Or Jill and I could get in on the drivers side and scare her that way. If she was going to freak I'd rather have a window. . How does she know?"We have GOT to talk." Where's Mom?" SHHHH, you're in big trouble sister!" she laughs wickedly, "mom's outgetting bagels or something, don't worry about her, she can't hear me, shewont know."This conversation is decidedly one way, I'm relieved she won't let me sayanything........She speeds along "Susan sent me an email this morning wondering that why,if I was home, why didn't I call her and it's ok she forgives me, b e c a us e, she happened to see Paul's car pull in our. She left a cryptic message.“Tell Christian thank you for his offer to help, I am sorry, but I got my naughty bottie into this and I am going to get myself out of it!”Anastasia hung up her cell phone as she entered the blue tinted glass-clad building and walked across the marble lobby of the NCNB Plaza to the bank of elevators. As she stepped into the elevator and realized she really was going to confront Michael Patrick in front of his friends at the Red Moon Party, her stomach suddenly dropped.