I said... “Bridget, Carrie, Stephen and I are going home for Mother’s Day, if you want to go, then get ready, we’re leaving in 30 minutes.”“...hoa, Stephanie, are we coming back tonight? I have classes tomorrow that I can’t miss!” Carrie said.“Yep, well be back tonight, probably late though.” I said.“Do you think my parents will be there? When I called home, I had to leave a message.” Carrie asked.“I’m sure they’ll be there, especially today.” I added.I looked at Bridget, she looked undecided, so. If I'm interested in something, I usually stick with it until I'm satisfied I've got as far as I can go. With Dana, it was different. First of all, she was occupying my thoughts far more than I expected. I kept thinking about how I could find out more about her. What was her secret? The most obvious conclusion was that she'd been burned by some guy and she was just protecting herself from getting hurt again. That was the most obvious conclusion. I had a hard time coming up with other reasons.I. As usual, dinner was fantastic, and I ate more than I should have. Connie behaved fairly well, though she did make eyes at me a few times. I just averted my gaze when she did that. It was hard to believe that after two years, she still had a thing for me. It didn’t matter because I had no intention of pursuing anything with Connie.After dinner and dessert, I suggested to Joyce that we go for a walk. We put on our jackets and walked outside. The temperature was right around 40°F, but it had. I couldn’t see and my hands were restrained. I heard him turn the car on and felt us start to move down the road. My pussy was pulsing with the pleasure of the unknown and with the knowledge that I was under his control now. I felt his hand on my leg, his fingers moving my dress up and exposing my pussy to the cold air in the car. I felt his fingers move between my thighs and a finger move from my clit to the folds of my pussy. He pulled on my pussy lips, moving them to the side as he used his.