.." I gave Carly a working over that I hoped she'd remember ... she was now moving her hips into my midsection, and giving me the look that matched he... request. As I laid her down, I got very busy... "I'm pulling your pants off ... let me get inside your legs, then put the blanket over us..." she nodded to me with excitement, and grabbed the edges of the blanket on both sides of us, as I jerked her panties down. Carly's bush was beautiful, and in the "T" shape that I liked so much, with a row. " I looked down, I had not even realized but I had no covers on and my morning wood was pressed tightly under my boxers. I noticed she did not look away. As second nature I screamed out, "what are you doing!" and covered myself up. She went downstairs without saying anything. I laid there and realized what just happened. Why did I react like that? I wanted to fuck her so why did I scream when she looked at my dick?A couple minutes later my mom called up and told me the eggs were ready. I went. Nothing ever happened and my confidence grew that he just wanted me as a friend and nothing more. But I continued to wear the nightshirts, just as a precaution, eventually even the emerald green one once, when I got a little behind with the washing. The most he ever did was to pet me briefly before he went to sleep, but I think he did that as his way of letting me know he was there for me during a difficult time. The days passed quickly. We were so busy that somehow I never got a chance to look. I followed her as she led me by the hand and she took me into this room, where there were like…forty other guys, standing around. Sitting down on couches along the walls, laughing, smoking cigarettes and anything else they could roll up in paper and set fire to. In the very center of the room was a bed, which was set on the floor, no legs. Just a box spring, and a mattress, with very nice blue satin sheets on it, but no pillow, and no blanket. I felt that was an odd thing to place in here, but.