I thought maybe I could see if there were any other girls, women really, that would be willing to play those adult games, but I had to know what Heath...er was thinking. Why that jerk? He had his stupid backwards hat, and his stupid thin, fake looking mustache and his stupid tattoo "tribal" armband. If she was going to be with a guy her own age, at least it shouldn't be an asshole like that.I fumed for a week or so, wondering when I would see her again, so I could tell her what I thought of the. She wore bra and panty and was pressing her boobs over the bra and slid the bra and has seen the black nipples and was playing with her nipples. She asked to undress myself I also given the same reply which she given me then she started me undressing I was only in underwear and my tool started dancing and trying to come out of the underwear she was stunned by seeing the size and shape over the underwear and she immediately grabbed my tool over underwear and removed it and she started playing. Until, looking at me all the time, she raised her ass off the seat, her eyes moved from mine as her hand departed my view up her skirt. I glanced at the road then back between her legs repeatedly, and then her arm began to return then her hand. In her hand was a scarlet red thong that was pulled from her gliding down her thighs, over her knees before falling to the floor. My eyes followed this tiny bit of red fabric all the way to the floor as her stiletto heeled shoes stepped over the remains. “Hello baby, are you okay” he asked me but I kept quiet. He slowly moved towards my bed and again enquired about my health but I kept quiet as if I was sleeping. He sat on the side of my bed, placed his hand at my back and again asked if I was feeling okay. When I didn’t reply, he started caressing my back mildly. He slowly moved his fingers from bottom of my spine to the top of my neck and soon I started feeling the magic of his fingers. He moved his hand a little lower and started caressing.