After running through the rain myself, I knocked on the guest house door. She opened the door, her curly, now wet hair now completely down and coverin... the shoulders of her wet T-shirt. I couldn't help but see her nipples pushing out of her wet shirt. My hand presented the towel to her, but instead of simply giving it to her, I found myself wrapping the towel around her wet body. All of a sudden, my arms were wrapped around her, and our lips were inches away from each other. It didn't take. “You want me to drive?”“You have your learner’s permit. It’s a chance to get some practice.”“All right -- so long as I don’t have to drive on the Interstate. I’m not ready for that.”“We’ll switch off when we get there. Besides, freeway driving isn’t part of the road test.”Jason sat in the passenger seat. Aja sat behind the wheel and fastened her belt. She adjusted the position of her seat and the rear-view mirror. Gingerly she backed out of the stall, put the shifter in Drive and headed onto. More

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