Before we broke the kiss, I had one hand inside the bottom of her suit clutching a bottom cheek and pulling her tight while the other had moved inside...the top and had palmed a breast. We were both breathing hard.I said, "Wendy!" She looked deep into my eyes. "Please don't take this wrong but we need to talk about what we're both thinking about doing. I don't understand my own feelings much less yours. I don't want this to be harmful to either of us."She released me gently. "Tim, we'll talk. Get. The next morning came earlier than either would have liked. Clint was the first to arise and dressed quietly so as not to wake Anna any earlier than necessary. He slipped out the door and went down to hitch up the horses to the wagon. When he was finished, he went back upstairs to wake his traveling companion. Anna was already awake and dressed when Clint got back to the room. "I see you are awake, sleepyhead!" he said. "Well I did sleep very well last night thanks to someone keeping me warm. So what happened?" "He died a month after we got engaged. Car accident." "Oh. I'm sorry." "Don't be," my mother said with a sigh. "If he hadn't, you'd never have been born." True enough. But that seemed like a sick way of looking at it. And the hint of a tear in my mother's eye told me she didn't see it that way either. "Anyway, if it wasn't bad enough that I hung out with people who smoked and drank and, if you can believe it, sometimes swore, I started dating again a week after Lenny died. In. “Just in case there’s any nerves?”“Nerves?” Lana scoffed. “This is to celebrate afterwards.”Lana was right; there weren’t any nerves. When we got back to the hotel room, we simply faced each other, our bodies getting closer and closer as we stared into each other’s eyes. We ended up swaying to unheard music with our foreheads pressed together, our hands on each other’s hips.I put my lips on hers, not kissing exactly, but just to have the intimacy of her lips on mine. They felt both slippery and.