#111633 - He didn’t look mad at me anymore, in fact, he looked kind of sleepy, but I stayed exactly as I was and just looked up at him because he had not given me any further instructions and I didn’t want to anger him all over again. I had no idea what was coming next, and there really wasn’t much more than a half step between us to begin with, but I stayed put as he removed his thumb from my mouth and pressed his jeans up against me. I jumped a little when I felt him place both of his big hands on my shoulders, and I was still crying and trying not to, and still making baby sounds, so it took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t hurting me (at least for the moment), but instead he was applying pressure on my shoulders to force me downward.