"Oh God! Oh no! No, no, no!" Jill groaned. "NOOOO!" What's the matter?" Erik asked, astonished at the violence of her unexpected outburst. "What's wro...g, Jill?"At the sound of genuine concern in the faintly accented voice of the man beside her, Jill began sobbing in uncontrollable hysteria. All the pent-up worries and guilt of the past few days burst out of her tortured mind like a clumsily opened bottle of champagne, and even Jill herself was amazed at the intensity of her emotion. She'd been. "Errr... yeh. Sorry."I could barely think of a response other than to glare sternly at him."He had told me about some really hot sex he'd had with one of his cousins," he explained. "So I thought I'd tell him about the even hotter sex I had with my cousin!" Do you know how embarrassing that was for me?" Not nearly as embarrassing as my homophobic parents finding out about me having kissed a boy." He responded.He put me firmly back in my place. My petty concerns about someone 5,000 miles away. So much so we were running shy on everything. I started collecting money for a food run when Steve pulled me aside."Don't sweat it, babe, I've got popcorn in my room." Well let's go," I said, hurrying him out the door.A word of introduction might be appropriate. My name is Alice and I'm the 5-2, eyes are blue, honey sweet gal of song. Throw in Kisses are Sweeter than Wine and you've got the full picture. I love old songs. If there was a future for music historians I'd be the in a flash. Instead. She leant forward as she knelt, kissing my tummy softly before tracing the tip of her tongue from hip to hip and back again. I felt an almost irresistible urge to lift a leg and place it over her shoulder to allow her to kiss and trace her tongue everywhere I wanted her to. Somehow I managed to resist. I felt like teasing both Elisa and myself for a while, knowing the moment when we finally touched each other would be just that little bit more divine.I pulled Elisa to her feet and we embraced.