No. Cindi was picking him up

Matt hadn't forgotten Cindi's offer to pick him up and waited outside his apartment for the lift.

Mrs. Phuan clipped the mailbox as she drove into the driveway but fortunately didn't knock it over and Matt headed for the car.

As Cindi had promised, she was sitting in the back seat this time with Pam in the shotgun seat.

"Perhaps Matt should sit in the front," Mrs. Phuan said. "You'd be more comfortable with your long--"

"Mom. Matt and I have to study our homework," Cindi protested.

"Long what, I wonder." Pam licked her lips.

Matt had a sneaking suspicion that there was going to be trouble here... but he'd never had a girl come after him the way Cindi was and he couldn't help being flattered.

He got in the back seat, noticing that Cindi had taken the center seatbelt meaning that she was pressed in contact with him. She took out her Biology II textbook and set it on his lap. "It says here..."

He noticed that a certain amount of touching seemed to come with the biology studies. Touching that came perilously close to his dick without Cindi ever actually touching it. She also handed him a carefully printed sheet with a handful of words and definitions on it. "Memorize these and use them in class," she whispered so close he could feel her lips on his ear. "We'll blow away Natasha and Tanya with how smart we seem."