He rolled my breast to the other side, then let it fall again so that he could see it move I suppose? I lay like this for several minutes, allowing hi...m to toy with my breasts. Is this what he did each night? Were my breasts rolling and moving around such a fascination? I couldn’t believe what was happening. Would this count as rape? Did he think I was asleep? I felt as one only does when blindfolded, him move away from me. There was a moment of relief mixed with regret. I didn’t want him to. She didn't notice my tension."Maybe. I don't know when though. I have a paper due next week so this weekend doesn't work. The weekend after that is the Halloween party..."Tamara pulled back up to sitting straight. "John," she began, "One of the other non-traditional students in my class is throwing a Halloween party and families are invited. Billy wants to go and be Robin Hood. Would you be willing to come with us?" You want me to come to a party with your friends?" I finally uttered. I was. She insisted that her best time to work was early so she had enough time after to do her shopping. That left her many hours before I would get home at5:45pm. I took some time with it and came up with a plan: Pick an early day for her. Borrow a car from a friend. Follow her after work to check her out.So a day came that was going to work out, I had use of a car that a bud of mine wasn't using and she didn't know. She left for work at 4:30am, I woke at 5:30am and did my normal thing. That left George and Helen, and Tom and Patty, to start the waves.Helen wrapped both her arms around George's neck, and he grabbed her waist with his right hand and went straight to work on her mouth. Meanwhile he let his left hand steal slowly up her side from her waist to just below her armpit. Then just as he started to slide it forward to her breast, Mary said, "ding."Helen reluctantly pulled away and turned to Bob. But as soon as she was facing him she gave him a devilish grin, grabbed his.