Chapter 61

• “Don’t be feisty. You know you’ve want this.” I groan as my hand inches further up her thigh. The slit in her dress with that effect.
• “No. I don’t.” She says trying to fight this. And I find it oddly satisfying. The tables have turned for the moment, she’s fighting what this is while at the very moment I’ve given in.
• “Liar.” I say as my hand slips between her thighs and my hand grazes over her panties. “This tells me differently.” I say as I press my finger against the thin fabric and feel all of her.