I wanted her home, undressed and on the bed when I got home. That way she could experience the full effect of what I had planned. I drove slow to make...sure that she had time to be like I wanted. When I got home I rushed upstairs and through the master bedroom to the toilet where I faked heaving my guts out. I stayed in the bathroom making the appropriate noises for several minutes and then I went to the sink, ran the water and wiped my forehead down with a wet rag. I went into the bedroom. Your skirt fell over my hand and I found your naked ass cheek and kneaded and massaged. I explored your ass further, lower, wanting to find your thong and get a finger under it. What I ended up finding was there was no thong. You were dancing pantiless. The hard on in my jeans intensified, but I kept myself from pressing it against you. What you were doing was so hot, the smallest thing would put me over the edge, and I didn’t want that.I probed between your cheeks and found some moisture in. But it was just the basic skin mags. I told him that I didn't see anything I liked so he suggested we go over to his place. His Mom was at bingo and his Dad was on the road like usual. He said his Dad had just left that morning and that was usually when he cleaned out his truck so there might be some new stuff. So I packed up the three hardcore books I had found and we left for his house. His house was only a block away so we got there fairly quickly. The two of us immediately headed for the. " So you are my girlfriend," I said."No, but I used to be," she said. "We got past that phase, too. Now we're more like brother and sister. To answer your first question, I refused to leave your side for two reasons. First, I have medical power of attorney for you, and you technically are incompetent to make decisions for yourself."The second is because they couldn't have pried me away with a dump truck. We're like best friends, bosom buddies and brother and sister rolled into one."I guess that.