It was five forty as I pulled out of my driveway, I figured I would give myself a bit of extra time just in case I ran into traffic on the way there. ...As I drove, I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel. Ten minutes later , I pulled into the Finnegan’s parking lot. So much for the two tons of traffic, you prepared for I said to myself. Now you are here ten minutes earlier and your lucky is that he is going to be late . Might as well go inside and wait instead of sitting in the car and looking. " His hand had come up to stroke the back of her head. "I want to show you pleasure. It's what you were made for." He kissed her mouth again and trailed his lips down to her throat.Anna moaned as her skin tightened against his assaulting tongue. It was thoroughly delicious and she was delirious. A weak voice somewhere in the back of her psyche was screaming a muffled warning but she paid it no mind. Her body felt alive for the first time and she didn't want it to stop."M... Mr. McKinsey..." she. Oh yes, there were still girls like that then. I was staying at their house, her dad was my brother, for a family get-together. Let me call her by her middle name, Christine, for the purpose of this story. Well, Christine had confided in me that she and her boyfriend had wanted to get it together, but it just hadn’t worked out. As a result, she was feeling bad about herself and sore at the world in general. You need to understand that although I had been. She turned to look at me, a curious look on her face and then as lightning flashed I could clearly see that she was smiling deviously. Our eyes locked, and I tried to convey my apologies, but I think my concerned look only indicated that I was in danger of losing control. Her fingers began to caress my hand, tracing across them lightly, adding to my dilemma."Where is your towel?" Samantha whispered. "I'm cold."My towel was underneath me and I had to push up off the seat to reach it. After much.