She felt Bobby’s penis soften and slide from her, tickling her as it left her body. She lowered herself onto his chest felt his arms slide around he..., and his lips cover hers. This was so wonderful! Finally, she slid off him and rolled on her side, facing him. ‘It’s getting late,’ she said. ‘Won’t your folks wonder where you are?’ ‘They aren’t home,’ Bobby replied. ‘Oh.’ Amber said. ‘Ah…uh…do you want me to, you know, stay all night?’ Bobby asked. ‘I…ah…I, sure, why not?’ Amber replied, giving. She got off the bed with me, and we look at the spot where we just were, and her sheets were a mess covered with blood and goo. I went to the bathroom to cleanup, and came out and she was busy changing her bedding, and I helped with that. Then we both got dressed. As I was heading for the door, she said, youre my stud now. Now what the hell did that mean. She said, Saturday night I am having some of the cheerleaders here at the house for a sleep over, and I want you to be there. Now why in the. You're welcome to try as well." Yesterday? How long have you been here?" She asked, she seemed a bit less suspicious of me now."Since yesterday, I think. All the lighting is artificial and that clock hadn't started yet, so I'm not sure."She looked at the clock and then at me. We sat in silence for a while."What are we gonna do?" she asked.I shook my head, "What can we do? I'm gonna see if I can find a tool that will let me get out of here, but for right now I'm gonna finish this game and then. But whenever I used to cross her I use to rub her buttocks with my hand or fingers or with my buttocks, and I acted as though I did it unintentionally. She never used to notice that. Even if she did, I think she never used to take it all that seriously. I was waiting for a good time and I planned what I should do to get her into bed. It happened one day when everyone in the house went to a function in the morning itself. I started talking with her generally and I told her that we could buy some.