’ ‘It’s all up to you. I want it but if you are really uncomfortable, I can leave.’ ‘Don’t leave...let’s do it – I want to do it.’ �...�You want me to take my clothes off?’ ‘Yes…yes ok.’ With a smile on her face, Stacey took off her t-shirt, showing David her bra that contained her 34C breasts. She started to tease him by rubbing her breasts together gently causing him to grow an erection in his shorts. ‘You want me to take this bra off for you?’ she whispered. ‘Y-yes, I really do.’ Stacey. After breakfast we took the car and went to the supermarket. Dan had to buy something from the electronics store, and after that we went for a ride on the highway, smoked some weed, and delivered a care package for Mrs. Jones Mom had prepared, and got home just in time for bath. "Wait, let me get the bathtub ready," Dan said, "the shower tends to get crowded with the three of us," and went to the bathroom. He got out after a few minutes. Soon, Mom came upstairs and called us, "bathtime, boys!". "No belt?" he asked."I guess not," she said. "Mitch says you're staying here to write your book." I suppose so," he said. "I can't remember what it's about, and I don't have a computer. I don't even have a pad of paper, though I don't think I write that way. I'm hoping something will come to me." He looked around. "Got anything that I can use as a belt? These things will fall off of me if I don't do something."She left, without a word, and he'd put the shirt and shoes on by the time she was. For a few minutes nothing was said between us. ‘Thanks for going today.’ ‘No, it was nice to see all those people you told me about.’ He gave an aborted chuckle. ‘You know one of things I love about you? You’re a shitacular liar.’ ‘Shaddap,’ I play growled, pinching the side of his neck. We wrestled a little, giggling until I tumbled over the arm of his chair pressing into him. Our faces were inches apart, our noses brushed a little. I leaned in closer, feeling his hardness grow against my.