"About two more blocks."She guided him to a spot of pristine white in front of one of the tall, old brick houses. There was a simple string of red, wh...te and green lights along the porch and a beautiful tree shining in the front window.David had decided he would kiss Linda. He was certain they would see each other again and he wanted to start breaking the ice more. Also, he wanted to feel her lips on his.But before he could make his move, her hand gripped his thigh. He tried not to show that it. She never quite looked straight at you, even when she was talking to you. She dressed in baggy jeans and a sweatshirt, even in the heat of July, so who knew what she was shaped like?We were there to learn the fine art of painting on wet plaster—affresco. I’d painted two wall murals, but they were both on dry surfaces—a secco.We spent the first week mixing plaster with lime and distilled water and learning how to use a trowel to spread it on the wall surface. In our case, the wall surfaces were. Ricardo waited respectfully until Kathleen glided inside the hall and then turned back. The main house help, Rosaline, Ricardo's wife, soon joined Kathleen and informed her that her father called. Kathleen beamed at Rosaline, a plump handsome woman who had been in their service for twenty years and was now well past her forty years and her children were in college, "Madam shall I fill the bath for you. You do not have to worry about the dinner." That would be very nice, thanks Rosie, I will. No one spoke; it was almost as if any spoken words would break the sexy kind of harmony they were sharing.No one knew what was allowed and what was taboo, but that didn't seem to stop things from heating up more and more. Finally when Kennedy's back was against a wall and Buffy was pressed against her; when Faith was behind Buffy and guiding her hands to all of the nice places except the one Kennedy really wanted touched; that was when everything seemed to come to a head. This was really.