We were only three blocks away when I had to pull over to let two oncoming police units go by on the opposite side."Just about what I figured," Alliso... said. "We barely got out of there in time. Five more minutes and we were gonna be stuck there with nothing to do but stare at the walls until Mom or Dad came to get us. They probably would have wanted to separate us so we couldn't talk about it." Yeah, like that would have worked, sooner or later we'd have dozed off and then we could talk about. I reached out with my other hand and grabbed his forearm and pulled himinto the room. A smile spread across his face. We cleared the door asit closed behind us. Hearing the door shut must have emboldened himbecause suddenly I was pulled tight against him and his mouth was onmine. Our tongues found each other and we kissed passionately as wemoved slowly deeper into the room. We made it past the bed and at somepoint his back was now in front of the couch.When his hands found my ass he pulled. " Her proposition was something I had thought about for a long time, but I found myself shaking my head and shrugging. "I don't know, baby." Suddenly the expression on her face changed. "You know what? Just get out." "What?" I hadn't seen anger on her face directed towards me in years. "You can't make a decision; you can't commit? I guess you were right then, this relationship was doomed from the start. Get the hell out of my room." I looked at the daggers in her eyes. She was angry; hurt. And. I still was stuck with that awful bra and the "Evening in Paris" perfume I had put on. I got in his shower, by myself, and washed my whole body, including my hair one more time. I looked into the mirror in his bathroom and I didn't look so wasted. I was actually enjoying myself. I thought that more sex might be just the ticket, for me. I was hoping that we would get more kinky, but I was fine if we didn't, too. I decided to go without a bra for a while...I'm a woman who is never out of her bra.