I tipped my head a little awaiting his kiss.The moment our lips met, wasting no time, I slid my tongue forward into his mouth, seeking his. I held him...tightly as our tongues made love to each other, stroking, probing, and sliding across each other. I could feel my heart beat speeding up, and a taught sensation in my breasts as my nipples began hardening. And then there was that peculiar slightly quivery feeling in my abdomen that I get during arousal. I knew I was ready, everything that would. "9/11 happened on September 11th; that's why they call it 9/11!" Shelly's eyes mocked me in triumph. She knew she had caught me.This was a game we often played. She would challenge me over something I would spout as truth. If she thought I might be wrong, she would research the subject on the Internet and, more often than not, tell me I was full of it. I have begun to use my storytelling as a learning tool for Shelly. She has become very good at using the Internet to increase her knowledge. I flinch in surprise at firstand slap your hand away out of propriety. But after you makeanother advance beneath the popcorn, I find myself with a ratherpowerful involuntary hard-on. My whispered warnings for you tobehave go unheeded. By the time the previews have ended and thefeature has begun, you've managed to unzip my trousers and haveworked your fingers into my briefs. When I mention that you'llsoon be in for a bottom-warming, you simply giggle and continueyour game of pinch the pickle.. I guess you're old enough aren't you, I mean since you're an orphan and all. How old are you anyway?" Oh yes, I'm plenty old enough, probably older than you, an ageing spinster eh? But Philip, I like you, I really do, and as much as I enjoyed this morning, and I really did, and last night as well, there is a problem, just a small, little tiny problem." She licked her lips, showed him the size by holding her fingers just an inch apart, and then sat back, crossing her arms and refusing to smile..