I was thinking of just running off without saying a word to Mrs. Delacroix...but then I thought it might cause her to run straight to the phone and ca...l Granny. I went back inside the store and watched plump Mrs. Delacroix grabbing for her car keys in her pocketbook."Maam ... you dont have to drive me home today. I'm getting a ride home" I said."From who?" she asked, looking up suspiciously."A friend from school" I said."Okay then. Want me to call your Granny and let her know?" she asked.My. I guess she’d matured. There had certainly never been any of that when I’d been with her, even when we’d witnessed some appalling (even for LA) driving, she’d not used that word.She had also done quite a few ‘cheating’ movies, where the ‘plot’ was that her boyfriend or husband was out of town, or had been with another woman, or wasn’t doing his job of keeping her sexually satisfied, or she was just looking for a wild time. The scripted rows tended to happen in this genre. I tried to make a note. I had my morning hard-on already and on top of it, the leggings made my dick a hard rock. She was facing away from me with her ass crack touching my dick.I just slid her leggings down and slid my dick inside her pussy. Oh, the warm feeling your dick gets when it enters a hot pussy on a cold morning is all you want in life. And the banging continued for some time and you what happens after that.Scene 2: We did shopping in the evening that day. We traveled by Uber to my room that night. We had. He wondered how the girls were doing. Cammy had faced their predicament with her usual never-ending cheerfulness, and Autumn had at least not complained once. He wasn't particularly concerned with them making progress on the hut; it was more important that they keep up their spirits. But was that cheerful acceptance of their fate just an act? Was Cammy putting on a good face so that he wouldn't worry about her? Maybe they were back at camp confessing their fears to each other right now.No, he.