‘Happy New Year, Shelly.’ I was gazing into her eyes and then, without really thinking about it, I kissed her forehead and then her nose. She rais...d her face to me and I found her lips with a long, sensuous kiss. We said nothing to each other. It was a special moment, maybe even an important one. I moved toward her mouth again and kissed her more deeply this time, my tongue sliding along her lips. Her mouth opened to accept me, and her hand moved to the back of my head, holding me closer. . I was intrigued and drawn tothem.At the ripe old age of 17, I moved out on my own. Lots of things hadhappened during the time that I found that I was special and when I gotmy own place. Without a wardrobe, I had plenty to do and also plenty ofexciting experiences ahead of me. I got the courage to go to a high endstore and buy some lingerie (for my girlfriend). I was in heaven! Iremember them being the Olga brand and very pretty. I also found somenylons in a small neighborhood marked and got the. Leaning over, Shirley said, “Elizabeth told me what happened between the two of you. I think it’s really hot that you kissed your sister, Priest. She said something about a comparison test between us. Why don’t we go to your room and find out who’s the better kisser?”I looked at my sister, whose head was down. “I’m sorry Priest. Somehow, she got me to tell her? Don’t be mad at me – please?”She was on the edge of tears, so I said, “Come on girls, I wouldn’t mind kissing you both, but nobody else. ‘Anyone hurt? Oh, that doesn’t look too good. Here, let me help you up to the house and we’ll see about that gash . . . and about your car. It’ll have to be moved or there’ll be another crash here.’ ‘I’ll stay with her car until a wrecker comes,’ the first man said. ‘I’ll go call the Mitchells on my cell phone and tell them we’ll be late to the party,’ his wife called out as she started back to their car. ‘We’d better leave our headlights shining on her car until the wrecker gets here so anyone.