Now Iwalked with an easy masculine gait, my big muscular arms swinging lazilyback and forth.It took me just over ten minutes to reach the row of shops...andrestaurants. There was a narrow slip road along the front of the shopswith angled parking bays. The shops weren't, on the whole, simply forconvenience. There were several fancy goods stores, a cook-shop and someclothing outlets, one of them for surfing gear; even though we weresixty miles from the coast. I ambled past, heading for the. As soon as they saw me, they stopped talking and both looked at me."Honey, we need you to do a big favor for us," mom began."No, he will do this," grandma interrupted with an accent on the 'will' part.What followed could be best described as a good cop, bad cop scenario. Mom was talking with her almost pleading tone and grandma with her sweeping authority over us. I was still trying to piece together what going on when mom put her hand on my shoulder and led me into the living room and had me. "I've never had it this messy. This wet. This slimy. I'm not sure if I can stand any more, or if I've not yet had enough." I know exactly how she feels. We should be disgusted, but we are enthralled, so excited to finally have at each other. With one hand I scratch open the sting and lower my face onto her shoulder to taste her life again. She wraps her legs around my lower back and pulls me ever so deeper into her body. The pain is exquisite. And she knows that I know, but she. The movie ended, and we decided to get ready to go to sleep. We took turns showering, and then brushed our teeth together, and got into our pajamas. "Oh by the way, just saying your sleeping in my bed, not on the couch, cause I'm scared," Emma said, laughing. "Oh I see your trying to seduce me," I said teasingly."Maybe I am," Emma said, with a devilish smile. Emma grabbed my hand, and we stumbled into her room, and fell into the bed. For some reason, we had the giggles, and could not stop.