I knew I liked him as a person – even when he was an ass I liked his assiness – but his lips took me where I did not want to go — love. I was su...e I could control my feelings. He is the ‘romantic, in love with love, I want my heart broken’ one. He wanted to feel alive – and I am confident he did – but I was sure I wouldn’t fall hard. I had too much to lose and already loved my husband. Then we connected – over and over again – with our lips. That was more intimate than anything else we could. She opened the fridge door and looked around. ?Got any beer, mister??I pushed the door shut. ?How old are you???I’m eighteen now,? she protested.?You can wait here until we’re sure what’s his name has left the area.??M’kay.? She headed into the living room. I went to our bedroom to get one of Teri’s sweatshirts for the girl to cover up with. Teri wasn’t there, so I just picked one. I gave it to Shauna when I got back, finding her flipping through the channels. ?What’s the matter? Ain’t I pretty. Her maid of honor and bridesmaids trailed behind her. Her daughter held the trailing edge of her dress.Like graduations, weddings are usually much more fun to anticipate than they are to actually witness. The minister went on and on for nearly twenty minutes about love and respect and nurturing before he got to the wedding vows. These went on for nearly ten minutes though they were admittedly well written. Another ten minutes of talking, lecturing, and praying occurred before we got to the good. In Shrewsbury we could be muchmore open in our behaviour and, hence, have a more relaxing time.Accordingly Gavin rang his Mum to ask whether we could come and stay for afew days. Maureen was delighted that we wanted to spend time with them andwe arranged to drive down a few weeks later.The rest of July and most of August was spent exploring Manchester andworking at the Purple Python. It might sound strange, having been livingin Manchester for best part of a year, but outside of the University.