She barely noticed as they wrapped things up and the other women, all older, left the room without making demands on Mike’s time and attention. Not ...hat she wanted it. But as she turned to gather her things and go, his hand fell onto her shoulder. She jumped violently at the touch, and trembled from head to toe when his grip became tight and heavy. ‘You’re afraid of me.’ She jerked her shoulder away, anger suddenly washing out all the other unidentifiable feelings. ‘I’m not afraid of you.’ She. My dry and moist fingers slid down her neck, down over her t-shirt. This time, I did not avoid her breasts, but lightly trailed down over them. I noted with a grin that they were hard as pebbles and straining under her bra. In a slightly faster move, I came to the end of the shirt and then started back up. This time, I was underneath the shirt. I came to her belly button and my fingers all gathered around. I used one of my moist fingers to dig into it. Then I tapped it and said, ‘I’ll be back. More

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