There was no shower in the new bath, so there was that long bath time that I had wait through, to anticipate seeing them again. Sometimes I misjudged ...he time, and returned to the bathroom too late, disappointed to find them already dressed in bra and panties. (I didn't want to arouse too much suspicion by spending so much time in the bathroom, especially while the other was occupied.) I got another idea. The ceiling pinhole!The first ceiling pinhole had been too close to a rafter in the attic;. Neither one of us said a word. We just starred at each other. Ryan broke the tension when he kissed me the lips. It was a tame kiss at first. Then he kissed me again. This time he practically shoved his tongue down my throat. I slid my hands down his chest and stomach until I reached the waistband of his briefs.Ryan reached around and unhooked my black bra as I eased my hand down over what was now his obvious erection. I crawled on top of him and kissed my way down his body. When I reached his. Shri in the meanwhile was getting hard again. He separated both of us and started pinching our nipples. I started playing with his balls. I then got up and hugged him. I could sense that this was new to him from his apprehension. He however surrendered. I started kissing his neck and he also started responding to me.I then separated at looked straight in his eyes. We had all by now come to a level of love rather pure lust. We slowly drew closer and I planted a small peck on his lips. Shri. Well it wasn’t any comfort! I had cancelled the wedding and returned the gifts. I didn’t sleep for days. I became zombie-like – just getting through the pain as best I could. Then one morning – only last week – I woke up and felt better. I had dreamed about James and he told me that it was going to be okay – that I had to carry on because he hated seeing me so unhappy. Above all, I was to go on our honeymoon and enjoy it for him too. He would see that I was okay. And that was it! Five days.