Herbert's wild ride

I followed behind Cho staring at her perky behind sway with each step. I was reminded again that he was absolutely born for this. What he was once bullied for endlessly now only served to make her more beautiful. Cho reached for the theater door and I reflexively bounded forward to hold the door for what t my mind repeatedly told me was a girl.

Cho smirked at my awkward smile. "Thank you kindly, my good sir."

"No problem." I followed her inside the darkened theater and, luckily, we found seats together. As the trailers rolled I scanned the seats around us, mostly guys and a few girls, I wondered how many of them were dating. God, why was my mind on dating right now? I should be focusing on time and space adventures! But all I can think about is Cho's smooth thigh gently grazing mine.

The movie, thankfully, began and I was able to distract myself with great special effects and a decent story. It was nowhere as good as the book, but when are they ever. Halfway through the movie and Cho started shivering. Her dress was much thinner than his boy clothes and she had no pants. I took pity on her and took off my jacket for her to wear. "Thank you." She, no, he whispered. I have to remind myself he's not a girl he's my friend Cho. My friend Cho, who's dressed like the sexiest girl next door I've ever seen. And best of all, she had something extra!

The third act had begun with Herbert finally getting his time machine to calculate the cost of a Ruben sandwich in a black hole. The restaurant shook and shuttered as it drilled a hole through time and space so it could tunnel its way to the big crunch that would eventually crush the last planet in existence into an infinitely microscopic atom.

Cho had put my jacket on backward, slipping her arms through the sleeves like a furlined denim snuggie and wrapped herself around my arm to use it as a pillow. At some point, Cho's hand had laid on my inner thigh lightly tracing the growing bulge in my pants. I wasn't entirely sure if...if Cho was awake. I didn't want him to stop, I wanted her to do more, the more I thought about her taking my cock out the more **** I became to feel her.

Cho's dress had worked its way up exposing her thigh under. Today had no doubt been stressful for Cho, between my dad, the crowd, my horny ass, no way she wasn't stressed. I wanted to help my friend and I thought...if I did, maybe, just maybe, she would help me out too. I gingerly placed my hand on her bare thigh waiting for any sign I should stop or keep going.