I guess. Horrible, ain't it?"I stroked that sleek brown hair. "Truly horrible. Taught me never to walk near a pile of rubble again." That's good, budd...," she giggled. "Every time you do that, you drag out some girl an' marry 'er. You're up to your full allotment of wives." If I had any more wife than this, it'd kill me," I said. This last comment was made as we drove within eyesight of OUR house. Without the noise and light from the building that WAS next door, our view of the night sky was. " She then lets out a soft gasp as she feels my hands curve around the front of her thighs, holding on tightly to the front of her legs as she then feels a warm, wet line along the back of her thighs. My tongue ascends slowly and methodically, tracing long, soft, feather-like touches in a series of meandering lines up and down the back of her legs, pausing for a moment at the top to blow coolly onto her buttocks before descending down her leg, placing soft kisses along the way, first on one leg. "She sighed as if she was trying to fortify herself, then took a breath. "How safe are you?" Safe? As in what? Nobody's trying to kill me, at least not since your aunt remarried." Safe. As in are you screwing lots of women, live-in girlfriend, somebody who has a claim on you. That kind of safe."I was thinking 'strange question'. Well, she's not standing here in front of me, so answering won't cost me anything. "Safe. NO girlfriends. NO 'screwing', as you so delicately put it. Nobody has a claim. Can we do it again?’ T’Kea hugged her new lover close. ‘Can we do it again? Girl, I’m never gonna look at you the same way again. Hell, yes! I have some things I can’t wait to try out on you.’ They kissed, caressed a bit more and T’Kea went back to work. Nothing much had gotten done in Arthur’s absence, but Katherine had no regrets. She was letting her passions rule her life more and more now, with happy results. She and T’Kea hadn’t been together since that afternoon, but …. ‘KATHERINE!’ ‘Hmm?.