No other people were looking up at my window so I decided to give him a real show. He smiled the most devilish smile, drinking in my lingerie covered ...ody. I turned from the window and feigned bending over to pick up something. My bubble butt was on display as I arched my back, ensuring that the display of my ass and shaved slit would be at its best. Teasingly I ran a finger up and down the length of my slit, shuddering with excitement at my erotic touch. Straightening up, I turned back to my. Once or twice, someone almost stumbled upon us, but the ‘International Dance Panic Signal’ came to the rescue.It actually does come in handy sometimes. It’s funny that when you are learning a new dance, you worry about counting or the other person’s feet and, of course, the rhythm of the music being played, but when you know the dance, I mean really, truly know it, you can, in fact, concentrate on your partner, her beautiful red hair or her pretty brown eyes.I was dancing with the prettiest. Before I could complete the phrase, grandma was up fromthe chair and climbing into the bed, her gown poppingopen showing her huge sagging tits. The nipples werehard and I know it’s wrong, it’s immoral, but I startedto really get a hard on, as she casually closed thegown, gathering her long tits, then laid down on herstomach, turning her face toward to wall.I sat on the edge of the bed, poured powder onto herlower back and began to massage her tenderly, then alittle harder, feeling. Plus there was the distancehe needed to travel to get there. More of a chance for his parents, orthe police, to find him.That left walking or taking a bus to leave the city, or goingunderground and hiding. He opted for the bus. Instinctively, hereached in his pocket for his phone, only to curse when he foundnothing. His mom had taken it away, he remembered. Like most teens, hehadn't realized how much he'd come to rely on his phone, and he realizedthat didn't know how to navigate around the.