‘What is it?’ ‘Come with me.’ I led him outside to where my car had sat since I got home. I opened the door (I hadn’t locked it and it was s...ill there, amazing.) I turned the ignition on and waited for the Sat Nav to boot up. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘You’ll see.’ The screen burst into life and went through the usual routine of loading the maps until the main menu opened. I pushed a button. ‘Look,’ I said, pointing to the screen, ‘that’s the trip log with details of my drive yesterday, it gives. He took advantage of his position to sneak several glances at her bottom under her skirt, and the tiny piece of white cloth from her thong that concealed her vagina. His heart jumped at the clandestine peek at the intimate area under her skirt and his penis stiffenedShe quietly instructed him what to do as he worked the muscles on her calves, but the next day she would give him the massage manual and he would be expected to learn what was in there by heart and apply that knowledge to making her. "It was very interesting," she said, sounding sexy. "Would you like that?" Maybe," I said. My mind wandered to sex in general, and my eyes wandered to her large, heavy tits. SUddenly they seemed to be stretching the material tight. "What about you?" You want me to do something?" Now she sounded surprised. Or she tried to.Why not, I thought to myself. So I said, "Why not?"She moved slightly closer to me. "Well, I was waiting for you to say something like that. I was afraid you were freaking out,. We’ll go out for a little something, then hit the spa, and do all the girly things we do. Get a good night’s sleep, and after tomorrow you’ll feel like a brand new woman. You watch. You’ll forget all about whatshisname.’ Lacey reached up with her hands and ran them down the length of her face before pressing them together prayer-like in front of her nose and pursed lips, looking at Tyra for a long time. She knew she must come across as some kind of idiot to her best friend, but it was as clear.