But she would not have the chance. The kiss became even more
passionate as his warm wet tongue forced its way between her
passionate lips. They circled around her glisteningly smooth
pearly teeth, hastening this way and that. They snaked along her
teeth into her cheek searching this way and that. The suggestive
nature was not lost on Sandy, nor was Jim’s desperateness. She
made the mistake of trying to speak and as her mouth opened, his
probing tongue entered unobstructed. “This is where I belong,”
it seemed to say. It hungrily searched out her tongue and
entangled himself with her’s.

As their tongues played gaily like little children Sandy became
acutely aware of what Jim had been noticing for a long time. She
was stretched nearly prone along the seat of the car and he was
covering her full length. The relative positions of their bodies
was nearly as a couple in the act of intercourse. The not
unpleasant increasing pressure from him on her loins was not lost
on her either.

With that he pulled her to him. The gear shift was decidedly in
the way, but he slid past it. Desperately he sought her lips.
“Sandy, I am going to kiss you and you cannot stop me. I have
longed to kiss you, but I have not wanted violence. But if I
must force you I will.”

Sandy had slid down in the seat trying to get away, but it only
allowed Jim to use his weight to hold her. His arms were now
firmly around her, pinning her upper arms to her side. As his
face came near to her, she turned her face away from him. “No!
Don’t, Jim.”

“Sandy! Look at me!” She stopped and turned her head. She
looked up at Jim with fear and anguish in her eyes, “I can’t let
you do it. I can’t live with it. Suppose someone comes by?”
“Sandy, I love you. Those things matter to me, but I do love
you, dearly. I have tried to express my love for you with
things, with notes, with spoken words. You acknowledge the fact
like it is a notice on the 6 o’clock news. ‘Interesting, but it
has nothing to do with me.’ Well, it does!”

With that he bent down and kissed her. She struggled to break
free, but he held her in a vise grip. Violently twisting her
face away she practically screamed, “This isn’t fair! Let me
go.” “No, Sandy, I have wanted to hold you close to me and kiss
you for longer than you could imagine. I shall not let this
moment pass.”
He reached up and held her face, twisting it around so he could
look deeply into her lusciously fierce blue eyes. “Sandy, I love
you, so very much I love you.” And he kissed her again.