‘This is it’, he thought, ‘My Dear John letter’. He took the paper from the envelope and unfolded it and was surprised to see it was not on th... Peabody letterhead. It was not a letter at all; in fact, there was no writing at all on the page.But what he saw was familiar. It was the rudimentary pencil drawing of his face that he’d drawn in Grace’s kitchen on the morning he’d left her. But the big downturned mouth had been erased, and it had been replaced with the biggest ear-to-ear grin the. ” “But the curtain is open.” I leaned up and kissed her, preventing any more discussion. “I know,” whispering. “I want to make love to you.” I didn’t let her answer. Sliding lower, I opened my mouth and pressed it hard against her left breast, sucking both cotton and flesh into my mouth, my tongue moistening the fabric. I could feel her nipple slip deeper as I opened my mouth wider. My tongue wanted to feel her flesh instead of cloth. I reached down and slowly pulled her tee shirt. Bob's had never abated. Even Dr. Gupta had given her permission. Not that we had waited for it.Bob gave me a prolonged kiss before answering, "Not quite all." I was astonished that anything distracted him in that position. "The Kitten has displaced her daddy from his favorite playground." And now I'm all messy. I'm sorry." Jeanette," he said, "messy doesn't have a thing to do with it." I've seen you look away in disgust." The only disgust is with myself. I'm jealous. Of a little baby. Of my own. " I k**ded her by saying "That's way past the bedtime of such a sweet young thing!" She giggled, and slurred something like "I'm not so young, and I'm rarely called sweet!" I grinned and said "Well, we'll have to see about that!"With my last comment, she asked where I was staying. I gave her the general area - about 1 mile from the festival location. She asked if I was busy after the end of the night, and I said "Not yet!" Of course, I grinned again. She giggled and said "Do you wannabe?" I.