I didn't stop but continued undressing by sliding my panties down. As I stepped out of them, I moved all the way up against him, put my arms behind hi... head, and pulled myself up to his lips for a kiss. He was holding me tight while we kissed, and I could feel his dick straining in the loose jogging trousers he normally wore under his white coat, now open. I felt strangely exhilarated standing there, completely naked up against him, just waiting for his next command.He pushed me a bit away so. As we went we kept our eyes out for anything that might be lurking about, ready to pounce upon us. Luckily we didn't run into anything.The second fissure was slightly wider by a couple of feet. The sides of the fissure appeared to run straight back without narrowing. We could see down its length and while the fissure itself was in shadows, it did appear that there was a widening far towards its end that was well lit. I looked at Vicky and smiled."Looks like we'll try this one first," I said. The good news was that she had a healthy appetite and had eaten most of her plate when she finally spoke. "Is he always like this?" Who Tony?" Tina questioned back."Yeah, I mean does he always make you breakfast and stuff?"Tina laughed. "Tony is probably the worst cook on the planet. He didn't burn the bacon and probably did make the grits but that's about it. He might have managed scrambled eggs if Anita wasn't here. But that's not really your question is it?" No, I guess not," Cheri. ‘Your brother is doing quite well thank you very much. He doesn’t need you under foot.’ She wanted to yell at her mother that Sean was living in the south end because he was gay, and that was a very gay friendly end of the city. Sean hated dated girls in high school, but it was just a cover. He’d confided in her about being gay before her even graduated from high school, and last May he’d graduated from Villanova and moved back to Boston. Her mother had wanted Sean to move back home but he’d.