Every time a man stepped up, I imagined kissing Gideon. I wondered if the men could taste the sin of Gideon on my lips. My kissing booth customers got...their money's worth. The way they kept coming back told me they were enjoying it as well.I was a million miles away in thought as I methodically took down the kissing booth at closing time. Glancing at my tip jar, I couldn't help but notice it overflowing. I kept trying to catch a glimpse of Gideon but didn't see him anywhere amongst the chaos of. The old lady was still standing there smiling. I was so out of breath that I could hardly talk. She just smiled at me and walked very slowly the three blocks to her house.Sister Agnes gave me a hug and a kiss as we embraced. I told that I loved her and then immediately asked her to marry me. I had plenty of time to think about things since I had last seen her about a month before.She said, “First off I am no longer Sister Agnes. My real name is Claudette and yes I will marry you.”Claudette went. She was not moving her hand but seemed to be waiting for Candace to adjust to the idea that someone other than herself was touching her in a place that had been off limits to any one else. Even the boys she had dated never got any farther than caressing her young breasts through the clothes. She had admitted it to me one night after a date she had and her blouse was unusually wrinkled.Karen released the lip lock she had on Candace and immediately wrapped her lips around the nipple on Candace’s. When we arrived at the restaurant he pulled out a white thong and told me to take my panties off and put the thong on. I asked him why and he smiled a smug little grin and said you will find out soon enough, as soon as I had them on he pulled a silver remote out of his pocket and pressed the button – my clit started vibrating and my knees grew weak I realized he had picked this thong because he had put a silver clit vibrator in them. Before we walked in he said because he was right about me.