Almost nobody went home. We sacked out on mats on the floor, or we doubled up in beds with the girls who lived in the house. Almost nobody put any mor... clothing on, and the majority of the girls had removed their remaining bikini pieces during the drinking. Some girls didn't get much sleep.Between 10 and Noon on Sunday, most of us ended up in the hot tub, or sitting on the pool steps or on plastic chairs in the shallow end of the pool, sobering up. Most of the wrestlers were hurting. After. On this day, the kids were visiting Grandma so we were able to do more than kiss. I held her in my arms, feeling her soft warm body next to mine. Our eyes locked together, our lips eager to touch, to say good morning.The kisses, so soft and sweet at first, became deeper and longer. Our hands began to explore our bodies, mine cupping her ass, kneading and squeezing the full round globes. Hers along my chest, rubbing my small nipples. She delighted in making them hard, licking and kissing them. . He and his sister sit cross-legged on the rug, their attention diverted from their gifts to our discussion. ‘Right, that’s when,’ Jill says. She looks so beautiful in the morning, with her long blond tresses stylishly mussed, her sparkling blue eyes and her skin, still soft and wrinkle-free as she nears forty. ‘Looks like an angel,’ is the way I described her to my parents when we first met. She still does. If all the angels in this so-called heaven look as stunning as Jill, I’ll look forward. At the end of the corridor is a picture window, and I linger a while, looking out over the snow starting to settle on the quiet streets. I am not sure how long I stay like this, but am brought out of my reverie by the ding sound of the lift arriving I decide reluctantly to turn and take it back down to the lobby I cannot explain my presence. Cija! I start at the sound of his voice as he steps out of the lift, bags in hand, wearing a suit and overcoat. Flakes of snow still cling to his clothes.