She’d passed the point of no return.Her hands eased him gently back away from her and she stood up. She looked down at him wordlessly, watching as h... got up off the sofa. Once he was in front of her they embraced each other, pressing their bodies tightly against each other as they kissed. Ending the kiss, Ellen stepped back, one hand on the side of his face. She slowly let it slid down to his neck finally dropping away. Neither had said a word, the silence would continue. Turning, she started. When he looked up, he saw Tess leaning against the doorframe in a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her head."Hi Uncle Mac, whatcha doing, cleaning your 'gun'," she said with a smile, emphasizing the word "gun". She walked over to the bed."It's a weapon, not a gun," Mac said remembering a time in basic training when he had referred to his weapon as a gun. The drill sergeant made him stand on the barracks steps and hold his crotch in one hand and the rifle in the other. He had to repeat over. ”Tim went through the hassle of figuring out what size socket was required to remove the heads. Benny was over at the workbench examining the carburetor they had pulled off the engine. It looked pretty gummed up.“We might have to swing by the junk yard to pick up a rebuilt carburetor.”“I’m pretty sure that we can fix this one.”“If we can buy a cheap rebuilt carburetor, then let’s buy it.”Tim said, “Look at it. It’s not a high performance carburetor with an automatic choke. It was built in 1961.. When she came home from work she had changed into shorts and a t-shirt after work. I still had slacks and a dress shirt on. I stripped down to just my boxers and a t-shirt before I joined Sara on the bed.Sara met me in the middle of the bed. “This isn’t a setup, is it? Tammy’s not going to jump out of the closet.”“Nope, it is just you and me.”“You made me wonder when you got in bed with your clothes on.”“Good point.” Sara slipped her t-shirt and bra off. Then it appeared that she was sliding.