"Fortunately Hutch knocked on the door before we had a fight. Oh, seriously, no fight. Key's got a quick wit and apparently reads character quite well, too, because she and I and Brad were talking and laughing. He met Hutch, they talked a little bit, then Hutch and Key left."She's something, ain't she?" Oh, yeah," I said. "A real doll. Funny. Smart. Double major," I said. "Music and business, just like Jo." Girl like that could turn your head," he said."Uh-huh. Jo and she were colluding to bring me to meet Key's family, just to see who'd pass out," I said."Or get shot." Her dad is a senior management at that big insurance company, the one in that downtown building." Not your 'poor little ghetto child', then?" No, and she and Hutch play that for effect sometimes. 'Bout like me imitating an Old English accent."Jo showed up a bit after Key and Hutch left, brought in a tray of sushi that she and I and Brad shared.A couple of days later I was clumping around the house while Jo was on her. . well, maybe. It’s not really a place for outsiders. I can just drive you to York and...”I touched her thigh. Her words trailed off as I stroked her through the fabric of her habit. I felt her flesh. She felt sleek and warm. She glanced at me, her pupils dilated. She swallowed as I stroked up and down her.“W-what are you doing, Becky?” Sister Chastity Hope asked.“Just returning the favor. It felt soooooo nice when you stroked my thigh.” I gave her leg a squeeze before sliding a little higher, passing the halfway point of her leg, reaching towards that naughty apex. “Doesn’t that feel nice?”“I ... I shouldn’t have done that,” she said. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did. I’m feeling ... out of sorts.”“Mmm, me, too,” I said, squirming. “But if you don’t want me to touch you...” I pulled my hands away.Sister Chastity Hope bit her lower lip. Her hands writhed on the vinyl covering of the steering wheel. A squeaking sound echoed through the cab. She squirmed in place, her breasts rising.
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