I put my earphones back on and continued listening to songs. This time I was not able to focus on the music because I had two disappointments – one ...hat she was married and the second was that I had been successful in portraying myself as a creep because of the erection I had.I looked out of the window; we were stuck in a traffic jam still inside the city. Sitting like that, staring outside the window, lost in my thoughts, I fell asleep.I woke up. Her head was resting on my shoulders and she. .. like saaaaayyyyyy... your ... aunt..." mother almost purred.The litany of real memories modified by my imagination flashed in the back of my mind. Aunt Janice immediately sprung to mind, my mind racing as my favorite image of her in a sheer lace trimmed teddy, telling me that she wanted me raced through my head. Images of my cousin Sharon in her skin tight cut off sweat pants and t-shirt knotted in front of her ample bosom, asking me to really teach her "ball". Shona, pulling her glasses. Bishop slowly started to move my hand up and down and she started to rub her pussy once again.After a minute or so she stood up and dropped her shorts and pulled off her t-shirt. I was ready to luck her there and then but she just sat beside me and started to finger her soaking wet hole again.I thought I"d try my luck again and moved my hand to her thigh. This time she didn"t stop me but as I started to move my hand up to her pussy she quickly reached out and grabbed a handful of my cock and. . I gave you my virginity! And you couldn’t even tell me you were leaving! You couldn’t tell me what I did wrong!”“You didn’t do anything wrong,” he told her softly. He put his arm around her. She pushed him off her.“I don’t know if I want you to touch me.”“Ok, then how about we go get something to eat and blow off the rest of the day. We can go someplace and be alone.” He said gently running his hand across her face.“Ok........ I guess.” she said quietly.Dan went and picked up some.