Virginia showed up about 10:45 am. She was dressed in a knee high skirt and white blouse. She asked the nice young lady if I was their and to show he... to my booth. I was quite shocked when she got in on my side of table. She asked the young lady to bring her a cup of coffee and I said to her make it one of those carafe things.When the server had brought the coffee and left us alone, Virginia leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.That little peck sent a chill through my body the likes of. Ignore it. Instead, I press my fingers against the bulge. A chill thrill runs though me. The material covering the bulge isn’t jeans, or cords. It is something else. Vinyl, or leather. With packed heat behind it. How wrong. This reminds me of stealing a pack of baseball cards from the corner store as a kid. You know you shouldn’t do it, but what the heck, you do it anyway. You don’t need the cards or want the cards; you do it for the thrill. Will you get caught? Or are you clever enough to. I believe he had been gone for the previous two weeks on a ski trip and was just now returning. A very handsome young man I might add."We're watching the game and I notice that Charlene is trying to talk to Michael about something but he's busy with the game, pretty much ignoring her. So she gets up to see if anyone wants refreshments. I noticed that she's standing in such a way that her butt is sticking right in Michael's face. And I see Michael looking while trying not to look like he's. We kiss a beautiful kiss. Soft, not too short, not too long (like there could ever be a kiss that was too long). I pull away from you, careful to slide my right hand down your left arm and into your waiting hand. We will not lose contact tonight. I pour us each a too-full glass of the deep red wine. Clos du Bois, 1997. Gasp, an American wine in London? I hand you a glass, then take mine. Still holding hands, we raise the glasses to toast this romance, then we turn to face Jeanne and raise our.