Blaise walked in as I was popping the top off.“You never did finish in there, did you?” he asked. He was standing closer than usual now.“No. I t...hought you’d like to do that,” I said. His hand already was pushing the towel away from my skin before I could set the bottle down.My dick had softened considerably since leaving the bathroom. So, Blaise ran his fingers down its length lightly, barely touching it. At the tip, he continued down to my smooth balls and rolled them around in his fingers. Donna and Laurie, the ladies who owned the store with her, had given their statements to the police about how Karen had came into the store and gone up to Melody, sitting in one of the chairs, having a snack. She had yelled, "It's all your fault," and had shot herself in the head. Several customers had been in the store, too, and the police had decided that a statement from Melody was not needed. They had both called over the weekend to check on her and to ask if there were anything they could. "You know this is too quick, don't you, Kay?"She stiffened again, then sagged back against me. Almost inaudibly her whisper came. "Yeah, I guess I do." She looked up at me, "My Psych professor would say 'we got carried away by the moment'" Psych professor? I thought you were music and computers." Web design stuff – 'Psychology of Marketing', one of the electives. It's all about how to trigger and recognize impulse buying. Now I'm wondering if that's what we're doing." Having second thoughts?". She noticed that Stan was less nervous around her than before, and also that she felt more at ease around him. She wasn’t sure why, but perhaps it was to do with his protectiveness, and the way she now felt about Tom? They’d been working quietly together for about half an hour when Denise heard a soft sound as someone coughed gently behind her. She looked back, to find Anne standing there, with a slight smile on her face. ‘Don’t mind me, I just wanted to check something with Stan,’ she told.