My eyes slightly open, I watch her eyes widen as she realizes I've lost all my reserve and am going to satisfy our moderate curiosity. I part her lip... with my tongue and she tastes the hint of her blood on me. The mix of her blood, her sweat and our saliva is like wine on our lips and our first real kiss fails and fades into a glorious smile mixed with laughter. Can we really go through with this? I'm about to remove my hands from her body and sit down on the couch besides her, but she wraps. Then she made a pass downward and put her hands under my shirt and continued to move them up and down. I noticed her breathing becoming more frequent and I decided to take a chance. I leaned in hoping for a kiss, and was not let down. She kissed me softly at first. Just a peck on the lips. Then again I felt her big lips on mine, only this time I felt them part and her tongue pressed against my lips begging to be let in. I obliged. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity. Absorbing each. Jenny had her hands-on top of Brien’s head. John and Jenny had their eyes locked on each other and both wore smiles from ear to ear. Inga was concerned until she saw the faces of John and Jenny.Inga thought, “That’s pride in their little girl. This is going to happen. A smile appeared on her face too. Brien moved, then moved again. He let out a moan. Then another louder moan, then he raised his hands and slowly drew Lucy to him in a hug, “Thank you!” He said as he cried happy tears, “Mommy. They have the resources and experience that can make for another valuable partnership. That's something that Kevin was involved in with them, so when he approached me with the idea, I was interested." But it's not just for aircraft," Georgette reminded me."No ... we see applications on boats and RVs. Just about anywhere that holding tanks are used. I've got a person researching how much the airline industry alone spends on toilet waste disposal. It's a monster sum. If we can show them how to.