It looked like Beth Ann and I were about to come in to a lot of money. It might take a few months but the handwriting was on the wall. We'd have to be...careful to protect it, but I was willing to bet neither of us would ever need to work, again.When I finished in the restroom, Mr. Bell and Mr. Hillman were still going at it hammer and tongs, so I took a seat at the lunch counter. Martha struck up a conversation with me and kept me entertained, while I kept an eye on Mr. Bell's progress with. Help yourself." I sat up in the bed more. She took the shaving cream can in her right hand and sprayed a bit into her left. She moved closer to me. I could smell her perfume. It was a sweet flowery smell. I had no idea of the brand but I knew that it was very intoxicating to me. She took her left hand and gently applied the shaving crème to my face. She did a good job of lathering me up. Her gentle touch was very calming. She washed the shaving crème off her hands and then took the razor to my. He stopped by Suzie’s house on the way home to let her know that he had the entire afternoon off and was hoping to spend it with her. To say that he was hoping for a little repeat of the activities of the previous evening would not be an exaggeration. He knocked on the backdoor and waited for someone to answer.Mrs. Emery opened the backdoor and, grinning broadly, said, “If it isn’t the witless wonder.”“Good day, Mrs. Emery,” Sean said. He smiled politely and pantomimed tipping his hat to. Faith watched as Dawn dazedly opened her eyes."Then what?" she asked, staring at Faith's mouth. Faith raised an eyebrow and smirked."It's like dancing. You move your tongue with his," she murmured, moving her head forward. She pressed their mouths together, flicking her tongue out against Dawn's lips. She gasped, but followed suit and flicked her tongue against Faith's full lips. Moaning, Faith pressed her tongue into Dawn's mouth, tasting mint and coffee. She rubbed her tongue against Dawn's,.