I responded by taking the shirt tails of my shirt and with one quick tug popped the remaining buttons off and they rattled on the floor like beads. “Don’t start making love to me.” She said in a whisper. Xxnx Linther. She almost fell right on top of me as she stumbled, but she managed to keep her balance as the doorbell rang again. Someone shuffled down the front walk in big boots, saying something about the wind and then the front door was finally pushed shut. I snaked her own hand down under her panties and she looked up at me, a wave of relief, desire and understanding washing over her face. More upset now than she had ever been since this whole encounter had begun. “And to think.” I sighed, catching my breath.




















