Saturday dawned dreary and somewhat chill. Well, chill for Missouri or Washington, D. C. in July. About the low end of average for northern England/so...thern Scotland. Mistress MacGregor must have liked cooking for someone who could appreciate it because she always smiled benignly down upon me as she set out a rather large breakfast for me. The other ladies in service to Eoin also seemed to like that I ate more than their boss and Ambrose (who always seemed to be there for breakfast) combined.I. He licked until there wasn't a single bit left.He sat up and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I could taste the Cherry Vanilla. Ryan got another scoop of ice cream. This time he took a bite for himself. He moved his mouth toward mine and kissed me deeply. I could feel him dropping the ice cream in my mouth."Good?" he asked."Delicious," I replied."I'd like to try something new," he said.He moved his hand down to my cunt and rubbed slowly. He then got up and grabbed the ice cream. This time he. " Eww," was all Kiara could muster for the time being. ?There were somestruggles heard upstairs, but sooner than later, the parents joined them.Greg walked over and turned on the kitchen light, beginning to makecoffee. ?"Ahh, great. ?Now listen to me. ?As I was just telling.... ?I'm sorry mydear, I didn't get your name?" It's Kiara." As I was telling Kiara here, I'm Professor Neeson from next door," shecontinued.Greg's eyes grew wide. ?It was clear that she felt she got the poor endof the. "As I walk into the truck stop, I am so nervous I can barely stand and walk or talk at all.　The time has finally come when we get to meet – face to face – after so many years apart. All my doubts melt away as he meets me at the door with a big hug. When he releases me from his arms, I step back for a better look at him. His hair was a little greyer and a lot longer than I remembered, more like an old biker than the crew cut he used to wear, but the chemistry between us was still just as strong.