That was all they were going to wear besides sandals.Susan couldn’t go back to the park, but the other two girls could, so Susan would hang out with...me, watching the other students trying to get things down.“Can you drive?” I asked Susan.“Yes. I got banished to my grandfather’s farm when I was twelve. He used to race cars on dirt tracks and did Motocross. It was something we could do together. When I got overwhelmed or was about to have a meltdown, he always seemed to know. He was the first to. "Without hesitation, Leon climbed up the ramp and in two hours had unloadedall the boxes from the truck."Sign here," she said. When he had, she turned and climbed into the truck andwas gone before Leon realized it."Man, I can't believe I didn't even ask her for any help." Going inside, Leonshut the door behind him and looked over the stacks of boxes before him."Better get to it if I'm going to finish before she gets back."A week later, Leon had made a first pass though the boxes and everything. I noticed that if I hooked my thumbs and forefingers under the top hem of her tee shirt, I could raise and lower the shirt just enough to slowly ride over her nipples. I watched her face closely to see if there was any reaction and was startled to see her bite her lower lip as if enjoying the sensation. Her head was fully leaning into the back of the sofa. She licked her lips several times and relaxed more.I was feeling bolder by this time and moved my hands up and down her arms with my thumbs. So now i have 2 choices i kinda think do i pretend i still can not feel him touching me like he is or do i push his hand away and move away this all happened in about 3 minutes time so i kinda try to mov my leg some see if maybe he pulls away but he just held my leg more firm so i could not move it away really and he pushed his couple fingers down inside my pants through the pocket and had 2 fingers touching my shaved pussy right now so there is no not pretending he is not touching me now. I am.