We kissed embracing a passionate hold on our lips. She held me under my arms pulling my back toward her. I held her neck with my left arm and placed ...y right hand on her waist. I felt her small tongue upon mine as they played a torturous love ballet. My mind was blank only concentrating on the feeling I now held in my arms. I felt the curvature of her back from her shoulders to her waist. She ran her hands down my back past my waist taking in to possession what was now willingly hers. She. "So how do I tell him?" "You don't." Hermione looked at her friend as if she had flipped her lid. "Don't tell him. Show him." "How?" "With a kiss." "That is the most ridic-" the feeling of Lavender's lips pressing against hers cut her off. Out of instinct she reacted, returning the kiss. This lasted for almost three seconds before Hermione could gather enough wits to break away. "Lavender! What are you doing?" Lavender simply smiled. "See what I mean? You kissed me back before you realized you. Then came the lightning bolt, "GET UP IN THERE" ... the time, you ask? 6:50am. So much for sleeping in ... I may have been 15 (c'mon, almost 16!) and in near great shape, but there was still a physical toll on me, considering I was now FUCKING 2-3 days every week (but more accurately 7-10 times total, as you may recall) ... add intensity & passion to it, and throw in a day like Friday, where a tragedy turned into a miracle at Joann's house ... and I was whipped on this particular Saturday. Just as Mike felt he could wait no longer, his bride and her son entered, and started down the aisle. He stared at this woman, with whom he would spend the rest of his life, and wondered at the past nine months, since that apocalyptic week-end in Atlanta.His life since then, had moved in a direction that he had hoped it would go, with Lois. His only contact with her, since she had moved out, so precipitously, was when her divorce papers had been delivered to him. She had declined to negotiate.