Once we all had a cuppa and were comfortable, she looked at me and said, “How many gems?”“Pardon?” I replied.“On your medallion,” she came...back.I looked at her with raised eyebrows wondering what the hell she was on about. She rolled her eyes and said firmly, “Dear, I know you’re not wearing a magical ring, so it has to be a medallion or a diadem. I can’t see the aura of a diadem, so it must be a medallion.”I looked at James and then thought very hard. Since we hadn’t left the building, we had. She didn’t move. “What’s wrong”, I asked. “I think Barry is fucking someone in Manchester”. She went on to explain that on her last visit to see him for the weekend, she had found a packet of condoms in a draw, and he didn’t want to have sex with her when she arrived on the Friday night. “He’s stupid, if it was me I’d want to rip your clothes off as soon as we got through the front door”. She turned and kissed me, not on the cheek this time but on the lips, a slow sexy kiss. What do I do now I. Let’s have a kiss. I hissed,No, she murmured. Looking helplessly with wide afraid look! …. I touched her lips lightly with mine. Dry, rough feeling! Quickly I broke!Door is not locked! Any body can come!!! She groaned,I advanced hurriedly to lock the door.What r u doing? Open it.I didn’t care. Advanced for a second one. This time longer and firm. She didn’t resist! Took her both lips in mine, sucked them gently, tried to bite the lower one, licked her both lips, moistened with my saliva. She. “Trust me, mom.” was all he said. I took the basket and he grabbed the cooler and the blanket we had brought. There was a path through the woods, though you couldn't see it from the road. It was not well used, but still you could follow it by the worn earth, like an old Indian trail. It wended its way uphill, the trees were in blossom and it was quite pretty. Then suddenly we were in a clearing. The middle was a thick carpet of pine needles and moss. It was quiet and there couldn't have.