my hand was taken from my lap , hector 's fingers linked through mine and he set the back of my hand high up on his hard thigh . my gut told me this theory was going nowhere , but my curiosity got the better of me . he asked gently , and i actually felt the wave of wet that saturated between my legs as i did as he asked . he looked normal just then , not like the guy behind the desk undressing me with his eyes . 