We get upstairs to the bedroom and LeLand sets me down on the bed. He goes over to his drawer and pulls out one of his large T-shirts. He walks over and hands it to me. I take my shirt off and put his shirt on.
"Do you want some help with your shorts or are you going to keep them on."
"No I think that I would be more comfortable with them off, and yes I could use some help with them too."
"Alright do you want you mom to help or me?"
"Well since you are here right now, if you dont mind helping me."
"I dont mind at all."
He came over to my side of the bed and I laid back and unbuttoned my shorts. He helps me pull them down over my legs. I dont know if he was doing it on purpose or if he was just taking his time, but as he pulled my shorts down his hand slowly drug down my leg. Sparks
