She melted back into the seat when his hand slid into her pants. She tried very hard to breathe normally and made a point to concentrate on the road, despite the fact she was growing less and less concerned with her driving. Mostly she was concerned with the fact his hand wasn't reaching any further.
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Date: 2009-07-17 02:13 am (UTC)"Makes two of us," she managed to reply.