On a Saturday afternoon a few weeks later, they went for a picnic in one of the state parks. Hand in hand, picnic basket, sandwiches, soda and a blank...t to sit on, Hanna and her date found a quiet spot overlooking a ravine and a unique rock formation. It was private, for sure, and it was not long before they were embracing and she had moved his hand to her breasts. Hanna had been required to initiate each step of their journey. She had worn the only front opening bra that she owned, just to. “Oh, it hasn’t started after go number 17, I’ll try it again.” IT AIN’T GONNA START!I opened the bonnet and peered in. Dad used to have an old Rover with a crank handle for when the battery was dead, I remember him winding it up a hill once after it had refused to bump start down it. This car should have had a crank handle but Miss Jameson just looked blank when I asked; when I looked in the boot there were some tools in the back including a handle. I tried a couple of turns and realised this. "I don't know. I have tentatively agreed to go to the Art Institute, but I'm not sure anymore. I love art but I don't know if I can make a living at it." You're good." How do you know?" I've seen your work in the art department." Really?" Shelly said with surprise."Sure, I like your African animal display best." Wow, I didn't think you even knew who I was." I know who you are. But, I always thought you didn't like me." I like you," Shelly said quickly."Well, we were both wrong weren't we?". Carsillo's room to check her status and just as I was about to knock she opened the door. "I was about to take a quick shower when I realized something," "What's that Mrs. Carsillo?" "I said you can call me Felicia," she said softly as she then threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I was surprised and while I enjoyed her lips on mine and her tongue slightly sticking into my mouth, I pulled her off of me. "Felicia, we shouldn't," I proclaimed, while my inner voice yelled.