Alerting all five senses. That first air, when lips touch briefly, lips barely parted, no tongue, just plump skin against skin. There’s an art to ki...sing … not to be confused with blind zealous. And you know at this point, this very beginning point of this kiss, that if you don’t take it any further you will just die. Explode, your life will never be the same. And so the lips part a little more, there’s a moistness between the lips, its slick, the plump skin holds on a little tighter to the. " Are you sure?" she asked."Yeah, it's no problem." Okay lemme give Amy a call," she said dialing away.The car is still a little cold and blowing out cold air. "Ah, my hands are freezing," I say."here," she says putting her hands out to warm mine up,"you are cold." We're about halfway to her house and it's mixed with small talk and directions but it stays lively enough for me not to feel uncomfortable. The weather picks up and gets snow everywhere to where I can hardly see 10 feet in front of. .I didn’t...he...Jam..." I gasped as I felt James nail dig into my wrist his eyes told me to shut up "DONT START CRYING YOU SLAG, YOU’RE MY sister HOW YOU COULD DO THIS... TO YOUR NEPHEW... TO ME AND MY BABY?" her eyes flew to James "AND YOU!"James climbed off me lowering his head he walked to her and told her that I had been coming on to him for years, that the other day I came out of the shower and flashed him and told him that if he didn’t fuck me I would tell her that he had, and that he. I stayed up well into the night wondering what they were doing to her. Was she beaten? Was she forced to starve on the days she was uncooperative? Did the men use condoms? Was she even alive?I hated thinking about such things but someone in my family had to ask the tough questions. I know Tracy and my dad weren't going to. Sadly, they gave up all hope of her ever being alive. But not me. I needed proof of her death.I feel ashamed to admit this but as an admirer of older women, I've often.