.....dammit.........now!” she gasped.........Her breaths were deeper, the pressure of her fingers stronger, and she quickly pulled them from her gap...ing pussy and pushed my hand away............. and slavishly rubbed her palm into her slit.......then one finger, then two,.........then one finger sliding with a steady pressure on her clit. She now had both hands on her pussy, holding on tight as she climbed into the higher strata of quiver and release.. You're a little perv..." Kelly stopped herself. There was silence. I stared out the car window, waiting. Finally she said, "I'm sorry. I love to tease you. I've always loved to tease you. That's all I was doing. You understand that, don't you." Kelly's intuition had been correct. Her comment had hurt. I also understood. A year ago I would have interpreted it as playful banter and nothing more. I didn't respond. Sighing, Kelly said, "I hurt you. I hurt both of us. This is the price I'm going to. It was pretty clean too with no odor to speak of. I went to sit on his bed, but instantly reconsidered it due to my being soaking wet and all. He laughed as he watched my attempt and threw a towel to me and said that I could use that and sit on the bed. I folded the towel in half and laid it across a small section of the bed and sat. I watched him as he took off his shirt to replace it with a new one. He had an amazing body of muscle and I couldn’t help but stare. He caught after he turned. ‘Who are you?’ she asked, desperate for some point of contact with the man who was saving her from…her mind shied away from the concept. ‘Call me Burke,’ he said, heading to a BMW infiniti that was parked across three spaces. He unlocked the doors and ushered her in, then got in himself. ‘We’ll need to make a few stops first.’ ‘My apartment?’ she asked, thinking clothes, checkbook, towel, the stuffed bear she’d had since she was six that was her last reminder of her father, her CDs, one last.