She had married hers.There was no alcohol that night, but she gave me the first foot massage that didn't tickle and that was intoxicating enough. When...it was over, I hugged her tightly with gratitude, but a new feeling came over me. We'd only just begun seeing one another again and having her in my arms was stirring up old passions.Pulling back slightly, I looking into her big eyes and kissed her like we'd never stopped going out. Her tongue wiggled side to side in that familiar way and the. " A memory book, don't you mean a picture book?" Why it's the same thing, child. Isn't that what pictures are for, to help us remember things? Here, let's go over to that picnic table in the shade and see if we can't make some sense of all these." She handed the pictures to Rachel, closed the rule book and stuffed it back into her bag, then picked it up and, taking Rachel's little hand in her own, began leading her over to the little table.The situation seemed under control so I closed the door. It was just me that seemed to begoing without one at present - or so it felt. My gaze turned to Ashleyonce more, and her hair and make-up. That lipstick definitely looked alittle smudged compared with when she?d shown me earlier."All go okay with Mr Lawson?s sons?" I asked innocently."Oh - yeah," Ashley replied, and I could see a little blush creep intoher cheeks, fighting its way through her thick coat of foundation andfake tan. "More than okay, actually," she beamed. "You know the olderone,. I said quietly, ‘not too hard, it’s been a while for me.’ Katie said, ‘okay,’ and just went to lightly touching it with her fingertips. Her touch felt so damn good. We kept up kissing, touching, and stroking for a long time. Then she smiled, moved over to the mattress and laid down on it. She got on her back with her legs parted a little and her feet on the mattress. I got on the bed as well, knelt between her legs, and leaned forward and kissed her. My cock was buried in her pubes, but I had.