Her dark still-damp curls, held back from her face by a berrette, tumbled down her back almost to her slender waist. She leaned slightly over the sink... looking into the mirror as she prepared to brush her teeth, her legs about shoulder width apart. I ducked quietly into the bathroom and sat myself down between her feet with my back low against the sink cabinet. I leaned back pushed my shoulders back and out between her legs, bowing them out as I raised my head between them and under the hem of. “Well, you won’t have to do that. Daddy’s sending the company jet out to pick me up. You’re invited to come along.”‘Wow, Emily’s father owns a business jet?’ I thought to myself. It hadn’t been apparent when he and Lisa visited a couple weeks earlier. Emily told me her family was in the chemical business, but she hadn’t mentioned a jet plane.It didn’t take me long to consider the alternatives—hanging around a dead campus or spending time with a girl I’d fallen in love with. “Sure, I’d like to. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Mary was glancing at the growing bulge in my pants. I glanced over at her and caught her looking at my stiff cock in my pants. I asked her what she thought of the programme, she said it was very graphic and didn't leave a lot to the imagination, and that it seemed to be having an effect on me. We both smiled, and I adjusted my growing cock to be more comfortable.After a short while, Mary said she was going upstairs to have a soak in the bath, which. "Bill wheeled into the parking lot of their complex and eased the Toyota into their parking slot. "Well, we're home now. Let's let it rest for a day or three and hope the waters become less murky." I'm going to take a nap. My system is still out of whack."Thankfully, Nancy's period started on Sunday evening. She wondered if the assault on her genitals had precipitated an early arrival, but she didn't dwell on it. It had begun! During the first part of the week, she tossed about and patched.