As I looked at her more intently, I noticed how the hem of her pale green, summer dress had ridden up slightly, exposing about half the length of her ...thletic thighs. She was dozing, resting her head against the side window of the car. This was my chance, the opportunity I’d waited for. Reaching across with my left hand, I lightly ran my fingers up and down the smooth skin of her inner right thigh, stopping each time just an inch or so from her panties. Lost in the moment, I didn’t even. I can feel your eyes everywhere. I sit up and move toward you. I know you want to look, but I need for you to kiss me.Our hands wander. They wander to hips and chests. My back, my ass, my thighs. Your neck, your nipples, your stomach. My legs, your legs, my feet, your back. You push me to the floor with a firm hand on my shoulder just as I reach for your erection, and all I get is a brief encounter before you have my wrists pinned above my head.You kiss my forehead, my eyes, my cheeks,. They are divorced," I said gruffly. "And it isnone of your business what they can or cannot afford. So back off,Batman." Ssh," shushed Lance. "Nobody here knows about me having Morfed. So keepit down, will you?" OK Lance, but you'd better stop hitting on me then." All right, girl, you got it. Don't get your panties in a twist." As heset off towards the entrance, he turned around for a moment. "Before Iforget, no shades allowed inside the school."Great, that didn't help my mood. I wore my. My jaw almost dropped. He was fully pumped now from the forced work-out, and looked like a little Jr brick shit house. His shaggy blonde hair was drooping down in front of his eyes, and his pouty thick lips just looked too inviting. I was now at full boner—I could feel my own cock throbbing inside my jeans. I told Dustin to kick back on the bed. I pop a porno into the VCR, and reach for another beer. Plopping down on the bed beside him, I fire up the second half of the joint from earlier..