’ Robert slyly spoke the last sentence. His hand reached over to get his water goblet brushing hers. He felt a shock running through his body and sp...ne. He was taken by this creature. She was so multilayered, immediately he longed to kiss her lips. She was placing a juicy piece of pineapple linger on her lips. A small droplet curled on then fell off her bow shaped lips. Instantly hitting her cleavage and disappearing into no man’s land. His rapt attention, made for a full moment of sheer. ”“Joan?” Constance repeated, a momentary confusion on her face, “I thought your blouse said Mary.”“It does,” Joan laughed, “but the diner owner isn’t about to spend fifty cents to have the name redone every time he hires a new waitress.”“Constance Raymond,” she said, finding it funny that the waitress was working under an assumed name as well.For a fleeting moment, Constance thought she saw the same hesitation on Joan’s face that she had seen earlier, but then it faded and was replaced with a. I remembered the gift I had for Claudette and reached into mypurse and took out the nicely wrapped small package. Claudette slowly andlovingly unwrapped the package and took out the gleaming tube. Thecrossed "C's" made her smile with delight. The cap came off and quicklyshe sat down at the makeup vanity and rubbed off the lipstick she waswearing and swiftly and sexily applied a coat of French Raspberry to hersmiling lips. I sat down beside her and took my tube of the same lipstickout of my. I wanted to sound matronly but it came out more like a mid-orgasm sigh.“Please, Thomas.” He pled through a laugh as we hugged. “Call me Thomas.”I broke out my reverie and started babbling like an idiot. “It’s been so long, my how you’ve grown into a fine young man, how’s your mother, Jen? Are you hungry? I’ve got food ready for the cooking,” all came out of my mouth in a verbal onslaught.Meanwhile, I could feel my body reacting on a primal level. Yes, we ladies also react physically to.