He couldn't resist the urge to kiss her. Evelyn eagerly accepted his kiss and responded to it. Her lips felt soft and warm, and just pleasantly moist....Then passion overrode his composure and he held her more tightly as her lips parted. Moist flesh met moist flesh, exploring and dancing together until they were overwhelmed by the moment. Finally they parted, leaving just her forehead touching his. "Hmm, that was some kiss, Philippe," she whispered and barely contained a giggle. 'It was. “Keep in touch, bell boy”I remove the collar from around his neck, my fingers stroking the line where it has been resting.“Y-yes, Mistress Santos.”As I drive home I experience a brief panic as I imagine Jimmy going to his folks and telling them what happened. The thought soon leaves me smirking to myself as I try to picture Jimmy trying to explain to Mom and Dad, much less the county sherrif’s department, exactly what happened. Not a chance. Besides, my little bellboy enjoyed himself far too. And more often, not related to the bait and switch game we pretended to play when she was healthy, sex entered the equation. It was difficult for it not to, as I was becoming more of a wife to him, and my mother was slowly assuming the role of an elder parent one took care of.The situation with Mike had heated up considerably as well. The changes I made to my body opened doors that we never realized were closed. Things like roller-blading - I could never wear shorts before the hips were put in. He stalked his pray, jumping from roof to roof watching her walking on the street below of the city.Her name was Molly and to look into a crowd she did not stand out, she was 5’2 and had an athletic body, with long dark hair. She wore jeans that hugged her legs going down into a pair of leather flat soled boots. For the top half she wore a warm woollen jumper and a long black cashmere coat that want all the way to her feet.She had picked the coat because it was warm and soft as it brushed.