'Come All Ye Faithful, ' I reckoned the song was called."O come, let us adore you," sang the congregation. I smirked; someone was definitely going to ...um.I knelt before her, pushing up her skirt and scooching between her legs. She froze, feeling my hands on her thighs, stroking her slightly. I loved panties. Wondering what kind a girl wore, then seeing up her skirt is one of my great passions, and I was excited to see what sort of panties a prude like Happy would wear. Probably boring. You planted a strong, wild kiss to his smooth lips. The kiss radiated warmth across your body, and man, he was an amazing kisser! The kiss began fierce, and only became fiercer. Your mouths collided in ways that would make elderly women blush and look away. His hands slowly slid down to the very small of your back, making you coo with pleasure. He chuckled at your little noise and began to pull down your brown skirt. He takes your hand again, leading you briskly up the flight of stairs. A. I got onto his lap and wrapped my arms around him too. I felt my panties sticking out of my shorts again as I felt his hands come onto my butt. We didn't begin kissing again just yet, but I pushed my chest onto his face a bit.So, we felt each other somewhat and got used to one another's flesh right then. We hadn't even taken off any clothes yet, but we both still felt rather sexual then. I felt him clutch my butt somewhat firmly, but not enough to fully grasp my smooth behind.Although, after a. Who are you?" I gave her my name and told her that Melba and I were "very friendly" when we could be. She gasped, then said, "My God! You don't know that my mother died?" I was speechless for a moment or so as tears flowed down my cheeks. Then I asked when and how Melba died. Mindy said Melba died about three weeks ago from a sudden massive heart attack. It was difficult to maintain my composure and ask for more details, but eventually I was able to. I asked what had become of Wanda after.