She seemed more alive, sexier, almost carefree. At dinner, she whispered to me. “I must confess that I am being a bit naughty tonight.” “How’s...that?” I asked. “I got so excited about wearing my sexy new trousers that I forgot to put any underwear on.” For most women, this would be no big deal, but Annie often wore a bra to bed. We were in unchartered sexual territory. We finished our dinner, skipped dessert and rushed back to the hotel. I could not believe it when Annie began pulling her jumper. The early evening went by with us setting up the tree (a family custom doing it on the Eve), eating sandwiches and her apple pie, (brother did get a piece) and chatting about what we kids wanted from Santa (brother was enlightened, but kept up the façade for us younger ones). Nana was the official ornament director, telling us kids where to place them and giving us the story behind each. (They were her heirlooms given to us.) When we finished, it was time for bed. I was having so much fun I. Lorraine brought a mug round to me and put it on the bedside cabinet, then she bent and kissed me deeply, pushing her tongue into my mouth, entwining it with mine. She rubbed her hand over my chest and gently pinched my nipples. Chrissy was watching and said ‘Oh that’s nice, carry on Mum, that is definitely having the desired effect.’ With the attention I was getting from Lorraine I was starting to become erect again and because Chrissy and I were had not changed positions my stiffening glans. His eyebrows rose at some of the observations he read."This is legitimate?" The Major asked."I suggest you visit the subject's home personally to verify the veracity of our data but we are fairly certain our assessment is correct." Do I have time to visit?" McTavish asked."I will notify Lieutenant Gruman to delay the re-integration process."Small places didn't bother Calix. Small, mysterious places where he didn't belong, did. He controlled himself, however, and refrained from pounding his.