Drive HomeBack in the present, Robert carefully slid two fingers into what he assumed was his sister’s pussy – it felt wonderfully smooth and mois...t; Ellie mumbling into his shoulder “Yes that’s it, just a little higher” and then “Oh, you’re good, keep rubbing that bump at the top”. Robert really hadn’t a clue what he was doing right, but kept sliding one finger deeper into her cunt, and wiping the wetness around that little bump at the top. Now Ellie was biting his shoulder, saying something. Oh, he hated her.For the next several hours Gordon kept himself out of trouble. A featthat was accomplished only due to the class breaking for lunch andletting him burn off some of his energy. Once they'd returned from lunch,Ms. Parker started teaching them math. While she was writing simplemultiplication problems on the board, Gordon joked with one of the otherkids next to him. "Gordon," Ms. Parker snapped, making him feelembarrassed at being caught. She frowned at him in exasperation,. But I felt... I mean, I couldn't stop thinking about... (22-second pause. She was obviously fighting some sort of inner battle. She wanted to tell me everything, but for some reason, she also wanted to suppress this thought. Eventually, she left the statement unfinished and shifted to the next part of her story.)All at once, he stopped walking and turned to me. It took me a moment to understand. We were at the end of the lane. There were no houses here, just that little park. Do you know the. He counted in his mind. She'd gotten it. Maybe she was simply a lady. Or married, and her husband would freak out if she went outside topless. There could be a hundred reasons why she would ignore a crass note like that. He suddenly felt guilty. He'd probably creeped her out.An hour later, he sent her another note. This one said:"I saw you sunbathing again today. I apologize for making that crass suggestion. It was all in fun, I promise. I just saw your sign and, because you were teasing me, I.