It was. They moved toward each other at the same time until their lips met. It was a soft kiss and sweet, very romantic. Darla felt her mother's hand ...up her vulva, which made Darla happy. She wasn't alone with an urge. The touch wasn't insistent, more friendly than sexy, but her mother's petting fingers soon took all the friendly out of the caress."It's nice to be alone with you, Mom," Darla whispered when she leaned back from the kiss."I agree. The communal room should have a private place. 'I'm supposed to say what exactly? Fuck, I don't know.' "Come on, Tony, put your clothes. We have an appointment with our martial bed," Jenna reminded me, clasping her bra. My manhood stood up, but I was still conflicted too. After another minute, I snatched my clothes. "Don't you love it when you listen?" Jenna pondered, before she strolled to Shyla. She poked Shyla on the chest. "You might a good fucker and kisser, but I married him, not you. I can't risk him coming in here everyday with you. "My friends," he began, "as we prepare to end this morning's service andgo out to enjoy this glorious day that our Lord has given us, I remindyou that there is work yet to be done. The town council will be meetingWednesday in this very room to consider our petition regarding ShamusO'Toole's foul brew. I ask you to join with me Wednesday night to showyour support for this measure. And I invite you to join with me now insinging a most appropriate closing hymn, 'Song of Exodus.' Yes, sing. By the time the lease was over, everything else was over including the property settlement. I took my share and bought the condo and the car. Actually, I did that in reverse order. I had to give up my company car when I quit. I wanted something other than a four-door sedan. I have to admit that I enjoy it. This time of year is perfect for a convertible.”Jack, why don’t you go over to your place and get the scotch for a drink or two?”“That works. Don’t change clothes.”“Why?”“I like that outfit..