But, before I had time to really take her in, she walked to the door. "Be quiet like a good girl," she had instructed, before adding that she was "hav...ng some friends over for a little get together." Oh God, why couldn't she let me be out there with her? I hated being alone like this. My pussy throbbed under its metal encasing, almost like it knew it was supposed to be getting relieved today. Footsteps! Outside my room, in the hallway, I could hear heels clacking on the hardwood. They stopped. Sam smiled at me. The first smile that wasn't mixed with pain since we were in the kitchen. "I don't feel so bad now. I just know that he's going to make it through this operation and he'll be back riding his bike and running cross country in no time."We hugged each other. "I hope you're right." Oh, Sam. There you are."We both looked up. A girl who looked a couple of years older than Sam was walking toward us.Sam yelled out. "Darcy! How did you know we were here?" I stopped at the house and. I froze for a second and then suddenly dropped my bags as she had wrapped her arms about me and nearly squeezed the life out of me. I smiled and tried to return the hug as best I could, lightly patting her back. I'm not sure why, but I had suddenly noticed that she had pushed her breasts tightly up against my chest, and felt horrible when I felt myself starting to get hard. I had to push her down so she wouldn't notice my hard on, through my pants.She looked up at me, with a big smile on her. I think because I make her cum so much and so hard. As she has said many times, she doesn't like girls "like that", but she likes me!We were laying there after devouring some delicious mexican food, sated, and a little sleepy. She stripped almost all the way down (I think she just had panties on), and snuggled up to me, head on my breast, my arm around her. She was doing her famous "starfish" impression by suctioning herself to my side and body.She began slowly and seductively touching me all.