There was a silence."I talked to your mom"I whipped around"What? What did she say?"[i]He shrugged."She asked me to bring you home" Not fucking likely"... I retorted, but my voice cracked on the last word. "Not while they're there"He nodded - as if he understood, as if he knew what this was.And I loved him for it. Before I knew what was happening, his hand was on my shoulder, pulling me closer to him, against him.I was crying, but he only pulled me closer, moulding me against his firm body. I lent. Seeing Tom in a totally different new light, after having so much to drink, she told him about it. “You know what I done this morning”, she giggled. “No, what did you do this morning”? Said Tom, smiling back at her. “I was lonely this morning so I went upstairs and played with myself”? Sandra said, quite proud of herself. “Did it feel good’? Tom said, “How did you do it?” Sandra leaned forward, “I went to my room, look at myself naked in a mirror. Then I started caressing my breasts,. She let the water run in the shower stall and soon began to wash herself under the driving water.The aches and frustrations seemed to wash away under her massaging, soaping hands, first from her fits and then from her cunt as the shower flushed the soap from her smooth young body. Then as an after thought, Nancy soaped the middle finger of her right hand and carefully stuck it between the soft, hot lips of her cunt. She swished the finger around the insides of her juice-filed twat, slowly. I feel your love, Randall,” as she gripped her hands behind my back and held us together, enjoying this moment we were having.After a couple of minutes, I rolled off and stayed next to her, holding her tight. I was so totally and completely in love with this girl next to me.While she’s gorgeous, I like simply looking at her smile. Its effervescent, she’s so confident in all she does. I need to be more like that. I wonder what would happen, if I just walked up to Mom and Dad and told them, that.