Still, in order to get out of there, I agreed to meet her after school. I would figure out how to get out of that later.For the rest of the day, I tho...ght about how I could tell the teacher that I had to go home because of my chores, etc. But, because I had been raised to be honest, knew I could never pull off a lie with anybody. Finally, I resolved to go through with it, but would try my best to make it a very short affair. That afternoon I met her in her classroom, and was again surprised. “ Why are you helping us if you saw the story on the news? They think I am a kidnapper.”“ I saw you hug when you got out of the truck. I saw how you held her hand. You're not a kidnapper. You're helping her. I can tell.”“ Good. Thank you, but what should we do?” Carla asked. “I thought we would be safe here.”“ You can hide your truck and I will say you are not here,” Mosa said. “Then you will be safe when he leaves. He will be here soon. We must hurry.”“ He probably won't come alone, if he. He cocked his head to a side, before reaching over and giving it a few slow strokes.There we were deep in our booth, stroking each other's cocks.He leaned over and kissed me, I froze for a second, before we kiss each other passionately.I was gently stroking his cock while he stroke mine, while kissing.My unknown friend stepped out of his pants and reached around and started caressing my ass-crack, while we kept kissing and stroking cock.We soon stopped stroking as he had me turn around and face. Morning wood, trying to give me a splinter."Hrrrrr ... moring" I said, sleepily."Hey, Laurie. Loved feeling you naked next to me all night." The poking at my butt continued."Yeah, I can tell ... Well, I guess I know what you want, huh?" I said, disentangling myself from his arms and laying flat on my back.Bryan took the invitation and got on top of me. I wasn't surprised when he guided himself to my slot and pushed inside me."Hurrr ... mmm ... ok ... just ... go slow, ok? I'm not really all.