She slowly begins to slide her hand up Lynn’s arm feeling the softness of her skin, Lynn lets out a small moan, not being touched in a long time mak... you sensitive to any touch. Jasmine slips her hand behind Lynn’s head and pulls her close to her and softly, slowly places her lips on Lynn’s, slipping the other hand around Lynn’s waist. Pressing their bodies close to each other, feeling each others heart beat through their chest. Lynn wraps her arms around Jasmine, melting into her, her defenses. They introduced themselves as Jake a white man in his late twenties dressed impeccably in a suit and Aaron a black man also dressed well but more casually with a black shirt and trousers. Both were from the Fareham Branch and both were well over 6 foot tall and fine physical specimens. Jake stayed stood up and leaned on the back of Michael and Sara's chairs while Aaron sat in Melissa's seat and asked Michael how they knew Melissa. Michael finished what was left in the glass and said that they. They're not too heavy. Can you give me a quick hand?" Sure," Taylor replied, feeling relieved that her father would be turning around and heading back out of the house. However, he threw her an unexpected curve."Let me just grab my sunglasses," he said. "I left 'em by the TV in the living room." I'll get 'em, Dad!"Taylor spoke the words but didn't move. Her father looked at her quizzically."I said they're in the living room, Honey." Oh ... the living room?" I'll get 'em myself. It's not big. ’ ‘At least?’ He soothed her, knowing he’d have to go against his natural method of grinding away to bend his target into submission. He believed this concession was necessary because Rosina was by no means an easy push-over and probably would counter-attack should he push too hard and too fast. This rather pleased him because compliant females tended to become boring. ‘I was thinking by then you might be so use being around here that you may wish to stay here even longer.’ ‘Right, and how.