Any girls?”
Me: “No. I drove up to the house as fast as I could. She was reclining on the couch, perpendicular to me, with her bare feet under my leg, beautiful tanned legs bent, her knees together. My turn”
Cindy: “Dare”
Finally. We had both assumed her parents were asleep by now.
“Cindy! She looked so good… Just school and work”
Cindy: “And I don’t believe that either…
…truth”
I had to try and test the waters
Me: “Do you ever think of me when you diddle?”
Cindy looked at me with a surprised look and let out a small giggle.
“Diddle? Not even your brother’s?”
“Nope. Have you ever touched a boy’s penis?”
She laughed hearing the word ‘penis’. I feigned boredom… “Can I help you clean up, or anything?”
Her mom smiled, “No… She tucked her bare feet under my legs.
She was a vision, there beside me. Enough of that though… At one point I grabbed her hand and told her how much I missed her family and hanging out at her house.
