Back in the house, Paulette quickly showered and dressed for school, wanting to talk to her mother. When she walked into the kitchen, Adriana turned t... her daughter. "You look pretty," then doing a double take, "Oh, you look really pretty." Thanks Mom. You do too. I think it's Little One," Paulette said, feeling her more sensitive nipples rubbing against her bra. "I feel really... great." She couldn't help the blush that told her mother more than the teenager intended."Me, too," Adriana said as. Other than that, you couldn’t tell the trauma she’d gone through during the last forty-five hours. Earlier that morning I sat in a wheelchair next to Heather’s bed listening to the doctor. ‘She’s doing as well as can be expected, but we’re going to keep her sedated for now. She’s going to be groggy when she does wake up and may be a little uncomfortable but should be in no real pain.’ Yeah, that will last until she realizes what has happened, then the pain will start and no amount of medication. The restaurant was starting to fill up with more people. "You were telling me you were hard?" Stacy brought back up. "Yes I am. Watching you walk in was an extreme turn on." I told her. "I want you to mover around to my side of the booth and sit next to me."Stacy smiled and then said "yes sir." I moved over and Stacy slid in the booth next to me. I watched as she sat down. I got a close look at her sexy body. She crossed her legs in the booth and her skirt was very high up on her. "I like. I kissed where she pointed and took a whiff of her sex. The aroma was overpowering."Does that feel better?" I asked, looking up at her.She nodded. "Yes, but it must be higher." Maybe it's under your panties," I suggested."I think it may be," she agreed with me."That would mean that we would need to take your panties off to find it," I said, trying to sound casual. My cock was straining to get out of its confinement and my heart was beating wildly."I guess that's what you'll have to do," she.