Not actually a lie except that Mom somehow got the distinct impression that my friend was Brad, not his sister and that we were going to spend most of...the night playing computer games and texting friends, not that I was going to spend the night exploring every square inch of Vanessa's voluptuous body. As it turned out her body had matured since we last parted company and actually rivaled Mom. When Mom made love she did so out of desperation to be wanted. Although Vanessa had a need to be wanted. Her head turned to face me and our eyes met, both burning and longing with desire. I leant in towards her and our lips touched. The kissing started and our tongues twirled gently inside each others mouths. My hand found the soft wet material of her bikini bottoms and began to caress the swollen lips beneath. Fionas breathing started to speed up and the kissing intensified. Her hand began to feel for my shorts and found its target as her delicate fingers slipped inside the waistband and wrapped. Hank and Jim savored the magnificent champagne when it was served — again it was Dom Pérignon.Then Celeste appeared and passed hors d'oeuvres. When Hank saw the tray, her eyes widened. "Where did these come from?" she asked. When Kathy replied the hotel's kitchen, Hank's eyebrows raised. "That's flat-out impossible," she stated emphatically."They came from the hotel's kitchen," Marie interjected, "but Lady Kathy made them." Marie!" Kathy exclaimed.Marie stood up as straight as she could, with. "Just something he ate," I replied. "He should be okay any minute." Why don't you take one of the network radios and go to the parking lot. Let me know when the tour bus pulls in," Joan said."No problem," I said taking two radios."I'm going to be in the parking lot when you feel up to it," I said into the men's room as I held the door open. I'm not shy that way either.I was standing the the parking lot filing Joan Pacer in my memory, when Rodney came up. "How you feeling?" I asked."I'm okay I.