(Do you know of a quiet place nearby?) Isabels mind flashes on a small cul-de-sac with fountain at its center. It is in a middle-class neighborhood, w...ere two the houses stood are empty lots. One house empty, and in disrepair, two more of the houses on the street are empty too. Isabels mind shares with me her knowledge of the city, and I turned us down an alley. I can feel Isabel smile, as she too slips away from the main streets. It takes us half an hour, and George asks, Do you know where you. " She giggled, and kept playing with Russ's shaft, before saying "Oh, before I forget, you two need to set a date."I replied "This Sunday."As Russ's face got a big smile on it, but momma frowned, and said "You know very well that won't happen. You two have to go through classes, just like everybody else." I rolled my eyes in my head, as I said "Yes mom."She went on, "Now, courses are on Sunday afternoons, and Betty checked and you two can start the Sunday after Christmas."I protested, "After. With one hand still massaging her breast, she opened her other hand and drew it lightly along the quivering flesh of her inner thigh, inching again closer to her achingly burning pussy mouth, her body beginning to thrash as it rebelled against the teasing she was giving it.With her fingers barely touching the soft, supple skin along the valley between her legs, she could feel ripples of lasciviousness course through her whole body as she came closer and closer again to the forbidden area of her. Just then the bus hit a bump. Forget the dress. I had to grab the seat handles to avoid falling. The dress fell to the floor. Mike and Bob were wondering if I was shaved “down there”. And now greeted with a bald pussy they stopped wondering. I waited and looked to be sure there are no more bumps coming up then pulled my dress back up. Giving a little bow I returned to my seat to applause from Mike and Bob.When the bus arrived at SU I thanked the bus driver for the ride. “You are very welcome..