“That tells you how to get there. We’ll see you both there.”“We’ll be there,” Christine promised. As the group walked off, she leaned in...to her niece and said, “Look at those butts. Don’t you just want to...?” She trailed off and let out a sensual growl.Angie blushed a little and laughed. “They’re hot. They talked to my boobs for the whole flight.”“Well, they’re a little hard to miss,” Christine said with a wink.“The flight was great, though. I’ve never flown first class before.”“Good. . Maggie was such a victim, homeless and penniless, rough as a bear’s arse, but she had a heart of gold. Groat took the girl to one side. ‘Maggie, draw a couple of pitchers of beer and make sure that our guests are properly entertained.’ ‘Right you are Mister Groat. Not to leave the yard sir?’ Groat smiled, Maggie would take care of the troopers, he could rely on her. As young Hopwell had reported there were ten of them, Parliamentarian troopers, all well armed, each man having two pistols. She was in no mood to say about their fight so I didn’t insist on that.Out both bodies were looking as of they were piled up. My lips were close to her’s. Gathering all the courage, I placed a kiss on her cheeks. She didn’t care but was weeping. So I slowly placed my lips on her lips and started to kiss them. Initially, there was no response from her.So, I opened her lips with mine and grabbed her tongue with mine. I started to suck her lips. She was shocked and was in confusion. She tried to. The next weekend I picked Camille up from her house. It was actually a bit weird for me. I hadn't dated all that much before, and I hadn't dated at all for over six months. Walking up the steps of a girl's house to take her out on a date felt sort of funny. Nevertheless, we went out to dinner and a movie and had a nice time. There were a couple of surprised looks when friends saw us together, but nothing out of the ordinary.At the end of the night, I took Camille home. On her porch, I kissed.