I smile and he kisses me, soft andslow. He tastes like bubble gum. I can see the stubbleon his face, the scar where his brother hit him next tohis eye... all the little details that make him. “I loveyou, sweets,” I say softly. He grins and says, “I loveyou too,” and then he tickles me a bit on my side. Ilaugh and squirm a bit and then I decide to give him atreat.I start nuzzling at his neck, licking it, sucking it,biting it. I like the saltiness. My hand works its. “I didn’t mean to pry.”“No, no, it’s just . . .” I started, and began to tear up.“She did you like I did you, right?” she said. She’d apparently assumed that Rina had dumped me.“No, no, no, my Rina died,” I said.“Oh my God! Now I am really sorry,” she said.“What are you doing here, Lana?” I said. She looked down.“I’ve moved back her to Phoenix,” she said. “My husband and I divorced.”“You mean the guy...” I started. “You mean the guy you dumped me for and you didn’t make it?”“About the size of. No matter, I said to myself.Since she was already pretty blitzed, I poured a VERY weak drink for her - a stronger one for me. I handed her a glass and we toasted to my chivalry. There she sat, legs crossed on my bed. She wore some very short knit shorts and a blouse with only one button fastened. The blouse was white in color, and I noticed she had exceptionally dark nipples and aereolae. The fastened button was down by her navel, so more than a generous amount of breast was showing.We. He looked at the almond girl and she nodded, understanding. Together, they rose and went after her, Jagger pulling her up short by her shoulder.At least this way she would have a chance.Against the old woman's protests, Jagger and the almond girl enclosed her between them. He faced her from the front, with the younger woman behind. They clasped their free hands together and pulled themselves in tight, snugging the old woman in tightly.Jagger looked at the almond girl over the old woman's.