.. Rann, this would be such a difficult secret to keep from them.” She said now holding me tight and practically sobbing in my arms. “We couldn’... kiss or hold hands in front of them, or in public. I don’t know what to do about this?”“I think I have a solution, Carol.”Then I explained to her my idea of her living with me while going to SFU, and maybe me getting a larger apartment with three bedrooms. She agreed to the short-term plan of staying with me through the course of this show and any. Lorenzo was well pleased with my decision. We kissed, and I felt energized by him. My body was hungry for him, and I knew that he felt the same about me. I remembered how good he made me feel the night before and replayed it in mind. I began to stroke my pussy as I watched his bulge grow. Lorenzo told me how much he was missing her (my pussy) as he began stroking his big erection and watched me stroking my moist pussy. He continued to stroke his cock but suddenly. That wasn't unusual, the being hard, I mean. It happened a lot. There didn't need to be a reason for it to happen at odd times during the day, but it was always like that in the morning.I was scared Denise would wake up and feel it against her butt. She'd probably be really mad at me if she knew. My arm was around her, too. When I realized just where my hand was, and what it was holding, I got even more scared. It must have somehow gotten under her pajama top, because it was right on top of her. It was still fairly hard, and under her gaze I made it twitch. She giggled a bit and broke her eyes away from my shorts. "The tire on my tractor is flat and I wanted to mow the lawn." Ok, I will take a look. Just let me grab something for my feet"We walked across the street making small talk. I went into the garage and looked at he lawn tractor. The front tire was totally flat. I ran back across to my house and got my air compressor. I put air in it, but you could hear it coming out. I told her.