This was someone else doing it to me. And it was my buddy Ken, who I'd known for years, and never talked about anything like this... and it just fel... like I was going to explode...I reached over and grabbed his hand through my swimsuit, squeezing it to signal that he should stop. He did, looking up at me. I shook my head, ever so slightly, indicating no. I felt him pull his hand, indicating that he would withdraw. I let his hand go. What I didn't notice was that his other hand stayed. " She undressed and jumped into the shower with me and we held each other. After the shower, we changed and she laid on the couch when her mom came home. I picked Amanda up and carried her home. She was cradled in my arms when her mom opened the door. Miss Rose went for blankets and a pillow as I laid Amanda down on her couch, before I knew it, Amanda kissed me! I enjoyed the three seconds before I left. Later that day, the doorbell rang, I opened the door to see Amanda, she came in. "Where's. ." the girl sighed.Julie thought to her self as she relaxed in to the seat, "Yeah, just long enough for me phone the hospital, or may be the police..."The car sped along the road for half a mile before shuddering to a halt, at the side of the road lay a woman's bike, twisted beyond use. Julie got out of the car and looked at the bike, caught on one of the pedals was a strip of jeans; the material matched the ones the girl was wearing!"Now I really need to get you checked out lady," she mused. Scott was a little upset but shrugged it off as being due to thefatigue; both for him and Claire. Maybe she was just trying on some newdresses she bought but was too tired to reorganize them into thewardrobe. With that thought, Scott stripped down and jumped into thebath before joining his wife in the bed. Claire stirred and was startledinitially by the presence of her husband."Good morning honey," Scott greeted with a tired voice.There seemed to be a pregnant pause before Claire managed to.