First, the drive over

You grab another pair of panties from Gwen's room, and while you straighten yourself out as well as you can Allison writes a note taking responsibility for the clothes you borrowed. She wants to take a few minutes to teach you how to do your hair and makeup, but you manage to persuade her to put that off. At this point you figure it would be much easier all around if you left the house before your family starts getting home.

Allison drove her own car here, so that's your transportation. Out of habit she climbs into the passenger seat - she always preferred to let someone else drive - before you point out to her that, as it is, you basically don't have a driver's licence. Of course, that means you're unoccupied for the drive, and you can't help spending that time checking out your girlfriend.

Maybe it's just because you're so horny, but Allison looks hotter than she ever has. She's dressed about as casually as you are. You find yourself comparing her body to your own - or the one you're in right now anyway. She's definitely curvier than you are: with her generous chest and her wide hips, she basically has the perfect "hourglass" body. You noticed earlier that she's still a bit shorter than you, though not as much as before. Overall, given the choice between the two, you find her body a bit more attractive than yours. That thought is strangely comforting.

Your eyes come to rest on the profile of her face. A few strands of golden blonde hair have fallen out of her bun and come to rest on her right cheek. She's very focused on the road, which tends to emphasize the sharpness of her face. You've always liked that about her: you could tell just by looking at her that this was the kind of woman who gets what she wants. Her features always seemed determined and driven. And then in the middle of that there was her adorable little nose, placed as if to always remind you of her feminine side.

She doesn't even notice your staring, nor do you notice just how long you've been staring at her, until she's already parked the car at the mall parking lot. You make eye contact and she flashes you a brilliant smile, before her eyes flick downward and she starts laughing to herself. "Uhm... Sarah?" she prompts, and this time you don't need to look down to realize what you've been unconsciously doing with your hands. "Are you gonna be alright? I mean, you're not just going to start jilling yourself in public are you?"

"Of course not!" you reply, blushing furiously. You would never do something so embarrassing!

...you hope.