I must admit that kissing is not a science. It must be meaningful, and the man should take the initiative. A first kiss that falls short will never le...ve her mind. If it does bring her to her toes it will never be forgotten either. It should be gentle, yet firm. It can get even more intense as the kissing continues, but the first kiss must be measured. The way to a woman's heart is through her mouth.My own kissing has been praised and dejected by different women. These women had much different. Finding the address wasn’t too difficult; he had bought a town map for there were many streets that were either new or had been altered that without a map or direction he would have been ‘up the creek’. The street where Maud lived was very neat and her property, like all the rest he had noted was immaculate. He rang the doorbell; he immediately recognized Maud for she was short and tubby. Her facial appearance was not one that would attract a ‘scout’ for a man’s magazine but facial appearances. She's got her hand down her pants.' I could easily imagine that as both guys laughed. Then the new guy turned his attention to me. 'You done?'I knew what he wanted, but what he probably couldn't tell is that as with the blonde I wanted it worse than he did. This was a night of awakening for me, and I wouldn't rest until it was complete. To answer his question, I scooted forward slightly, the grit like sandpaper under my already tenderized knees. Ignorant of any discomfort, I rose up on my knees. They stunk to high heaven and their stench made the entire bus smell. He let them off the bus and Cade and his family stood on the side of the road holding their possessions as the bus sped away."Cade!" Callie began to freak out, "What are we doing?"Cade didn't answer. He simply turned and led them along the road until they came to a long dirt driveway leading up to a small house off in the distance."Where in the fuck are we?" Callie demanded. She was scared. The Cade she knew wouldn't hesitate.