Unmoving. A deer caught in the headlights. God, I was so embarassed and ashamed, yet unable to leave. Should I apologize, should I just quietly slink ...ff to my room."I...I...um, I'm sooo sorry Bren." She was as surprided as me. Unable to respond she looked at me wide-eyed and speechless. A trace of a blush appearing on her cheeks as she attempted to cover her breasts with crossed arms. Again my need to see more overpowered me and my eyes locked onto her exposed bush. The thick, wild pubic hair. She looked at the same space and she smiled, wiggled her butt into place, pressed her torso back into my chest, grabbed the hand of the arm that was underneath her.“Hold me so I don’t fall off while I get comfortable.” And wiggles. Entirely too many wonderful wiggles.Ol’ Dickie thought life was taking a definite upturn, so he did his thing – full, diamond-cutting erection. I shuddered, wiggled myself, trying NOT to poke him against her.Got, “Be still!” and she wiggled all the way back against. Mom kissed me on the forehead. "Sorry we didn't come before, it's just ... hard." I understand, thanks for coming." Are they feeding you well? You look a little thin." Let's just say I really appreciate the cookies you sent, and so do my cellmates." Are they nice?" Yeah, I'm in a cell with Joel and Jesse and Sean. I think they're trying to keep us guys together." That's good, I worry about all of the sexual stuff you hear about in prisons." Actually, I kind of wanted to talk to you guys about. Will you ride out with me today?" "Ma'am? You usually prefer to ride alone. I've seen you out there and you are probably the best I've seen. I am not sure I could keep up with you." "Thank you, Ian. But sometimes I become lonely on the ride and it would be nice to trot along with somebody and talk along the way." "Ma'am, I thank you for the offer, but I think I would be over-stepping my station as a groom to ride with the lady of the house. Besides, I did not bring my riding attire today. It is.