I could always try and walk home which is a good 15 miles.As i was contemplating on what to do i heard footsteps.As i was contemplating on what to do I heard footsteps."It's the alternator" I looked up at the sound of that sweet innocent voice and i saw a girl who stood about 5'4 with long tangly brown hair and blue eyes.She was wearing a a bulky pull over sweater,with flip flops and a pair of baggy pants,with a backpack thrown over her shoulder."excuse me?" i asked."The alternator,the cable that hooks to the battery came un done and the battery cant recharge."I had no idea what she was talking about.She indicated to the car with her hand and i stepped aside.She bent over the engine and began to tinker with something under the hood."Give it about 10 minutes and it will be good as new."We sat and talked for a bit and learned that her name was Mandy Phillips and she was 16 years old and from the next county over,she was going to live with her grandmother for a while."Well try her."I. Forgetting about blue blazer and red dress for the moment, Kimberly adjusted the position of her hands to find the best position. It was really quite pleasant. Working her hips in a slow circle afforded an interesting range of feelings. She imagined little electric sparks flying between her middle fingers on her clit and hole. Her slit was wetter than before. This motion allowed the tip of both fingers to slip inside their hole. Instinctively, she parted her legs and bent her knees slightly to open herself up. The sparks became stronger and each spark drew a deeper gasp. The orgasm came quickly causing Kimberly to step backwards and collapse on the bed with surprise. She had never had a standing orgasm before. Since sex with Frank had become invariably orgasm free, most of her orgasms came in the bathroom. She would wash her hands return to their bedroom and sleep. As she was following this routine, she noticed that the hotel had provided a small bottle of lotion along with the.