Dennis's house

A few minutes later and they pulled up at Dennis's house on a quiet Suburban Street. Most people would be at work or at school, but Lauren still was extremely **** to make the long walk from the car to the front door bottomless!

Dennis opened the car door. He then came around and opened Lauren's door as well. Lauren took a deep breath. Then she rose, hunching over and wedging one hand tight over her crack, the other clutching her purse to her crotch. She hobbled after him, sensitive bare feet stumbling as she looked about wildly, terrified of being seen. She shuffled after Dennis to the door. Dennis, of course, took his sweet time, letting the moment drag out while Lauren sweat.

Just as they stepped onto the porch and Lauren almost felt safe, Lauren's alert ears heard a car.

"Dennis, hurry!" Lauren whispered as Dennis pulled out his keys with painful slowness...