Leaning over for a kiss we walk out of the room and on the trail back to the truck, deciding that my heavy panting is from watching her shorts we paus... for a minute to look at the view from the edge of the trail though her view is nearly as captivating. Returning to the truck I ask her to call a friend to let them know where is is going so they won't worry, a quick phone call then a good song on the radio makes her sway and wiggle in her seat unaware of my implantation. Nearly at our. And it hadn't been fair, not a bit. After all the effort he'd gone through, he'd wait another couple of hours for his share of the dope."Well," sighed Lydia, with a grimace. "This is really a lot of fun, guys. We could sit and count each other's pubic hairs," she groaned with boredom."Hey, come on!" shot the blonde-haired leader. "You're the one who came in last night and pulled all your stunts, now just sit tight. If it's excitement you want, we still got a half lid of dope left. We could. My Mom smiled again. “I said you don’t need to stop, Darling. You don’t need to feel awkward. What are you looking at?” She moved towards me and sat down right next to me, her long brown thigh pressing against my leg. “Let me see.” I was so transfixed that I didn’t have the presence of mind to exit from the story I had been reading. Mom leant over to look at the screen, one of her nipples pressing against my naked chest. Intentionally, I’m sure, and she made no move to disengage. Mom was. (I hope Sarah feels the same.)?Look after each other. I hope he doesn?t come back.??So do we.? I presumptively answer for both of us.Kristi leaves, and as Sarah is still technically my patient Ifacilitate her discharge right after, and we heads towards my apartmentin Hawfield.***?So when I went back to being Alex Turner again my apartment, my car,everything really, was back how it was.? I explain as I approach thefront door.?It looks swish,? Sarah remarks vaguely, as she surveys the complex.?It.