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She took out her phone and passed it to him, “It’d be weird if you didn’t have it.” He took the phone and, with an absolute shortage of pockets to put it in, simply held onto it, nodding a little, “Okay.” “Do a good job,” she said as she turned, walking out of her room to leave him alone, glancing back only briefly, a smirk on her face, “Or else I’ll talk to Shahira about blindfolds.” He was glad she had left immediately after what she must have assumed was a good threat because it meant she didn’t see the blush that glowed on his cheeks at her words. He was also pretty glad she’d left before she got to see him walk again since his gait was still a little weird from the thing and he was worried she was noticing... He only managed to wait a minute or so before stepping from her room, eager to proceed. Sneaking quietly he moved downstairs, listening carefully for any telltale signs that Joanna and his mom weren’t where they were supposed to be, but, only hearing the sound of the TV and not keen to loiter around he opened the door to the house and stepped into the cool evening air, the only light in the night those from the windows of his house, a smattering of yellow street lights and a pair of headlights, waiting for him. Stepping towards the car he saw Shahira watching him, a sly little smile forming on her face as he crossed his steps, emphasizing the flow of his hips and the length of his legs for her enjoyment as he approached. Unable to suppress a smile himself he stepped around in front of the car towards the passenger side, feeling her eyes on him the entire way as his footwear clicked on the tarmac, the heels helping to make his body, from his calves to his ass, look all the more womanly and defined, though he knew the skirt was hiding her favourite bits. “Hey, cutie.” Shahira all but purred, her voice rich in a none too subtle desire and her own vibrant accent which he had grown to adore. “Hey yourself.” He said, matching her tone and putting on his most feminine of voices as he settled into the passenger side seat, putting Joanna’s phone away in the glove side compartment, “Miss me?” She smiled broadly, her hazel eyes sparkling as she leaned in, seeking his lips with her own. Casey felt all his breath catch in his throat and his anxieties melt away as they kissed, albeit briefly. After a moment Shahira leaned back, eying the girly looking boy with glee, he was as beautiful as always and was blushing like a bitch in heat. “I’ll… Take that as a yes?” He said with a smile, buckling in as she started up the car. “You better believe it…” She eyed him hungrily for a moment before turning her attention to the road, pulling away from the house in her automatic and out into the night, “How’s my favourite little cocksucker been, hm?” “I’ve been okay, but I’ve missed seeing you.” He said honestly, his eyes travelling up and down her figure. She was just so gorgeous. Wearing jeans as she usually did, her curves and impressive bust were complimented by a red button shirt and a long-sleeved leather jacket that she wore open, her hijab sporting a black and red floral pattern that tied the whole ensemble together. “It’s only been four days since my last booty call,” She said with mirth in her voice, obviously pleased by just how much he wanted her, “or is that too long for you now, Casey?” He blushed brightly as she used his name, having always used Joanna’s in the past just in case his sister had been lurking in the background. “It feels like it’s been forever…” He admitted, smiling shyly then glancing out the window, “So um… Where are we going?” Shahira blew out her indian cheeks, “Well… I -had- wanted to take you back to my place, but my roommate is home and I don’t want you to meet her just yet,” She paused, concentrating on her driving for a moment as she came to a junction before continuing, “so I’m just taking you to a nice quiet spot where we won’t be disturbed.” “Is it far?” Casey asked, curiously. “A little.” Shahira replied, her eyes flickering from the road to his amateur face for just a moment, “Good choice of lipstick by the way, you look gorgeous…” Casey smiled, utterly flattered by the compliment, his voice shy but pleased, “I mean Joanna picked it but… I’m glad she did.” “Mm, it’s going to look great wrapped around my cock.” She teased and Casey smiled broader. “I hope so…” He sighed warmly. homemade They drove in silence for a few minutes, Casey looking out the window at the passing buildings, growing increasingly more sparse as they left the busier hustle of the town. 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