Slowly I has wandering ever so close to her pussy. My imagination was feeling the heat from her pussy as I was getting closer and closer to my fantasy...land I had to stop. Not that I wanted to but I really had to focus what was on hand. Driving. I put my hands back on the wheel and tried to start some small talk. It was too late...she wanted to play games and I was her playstation. She reaches over and starts talking small talk but I can't hear her. She is running her fingertips up and. ." Please don't ask any questions, this is for his own good, trust me I never would do anything to hurt him."Before she could answer I ran down to the basement, and set up the weights for the bench press. About fifteen minutes later I heard the back door slam, Jack was home. I'd give him another fifteen minutes to change and come down. It took him ten."Sis, where are you?"In the coal bin." Mom said you needed my hel..."He froze in mid sentence, there I was on my back, my legs spread slightly,. I slowly moved behind Dana as she watched the man’s hands slide down the woman’s body and spread her legs even wider. Dana’s body trembled as my hand slid to the front of her panties touching her slit while I pressed my groin against her ass.“No Jack, people might see us, maybe even our neighbors,” she protested weakly.“You’re wet,” I whispered as my fingers spread her pussy lips while my hardness pressed against her ass. Dana moaned.“Fuck Jack, no! What are you thinking?” Dana half exclaimed,. Standing at the plane's door, looking down. It is surreal. For the first time the clouds are beneath your feet and the ground far in the distance. As you are falling, you feel the weight on your shoulders, down there on Earth, getting caught by the clouds and both swept away together in the wind." I remember that description, because it was the one and only statement, made by someone stoned, that I thought was poetically brilliant. Janet went on, "Thank you for letting me smoke with you. You.