Without thinking about it ileaned forward and took his large hand in my small ones and sucked histhumb. He smiled down at me."Are you sure?" he said.I...took his thumb out of my mouth and smiled."Yeah," I said, "are you? With.... You know."I glanced at my crotch and he lifted my head back up with his fingerstill under my chin."Yeah," he said and held my face with his whole hand. He pulled my faceup to his, and we were kissing.My whole body felt on fire, and my heart was pounding. His kiss. Mia turned and glared at her grandpa defiantly, "No!" What did you say?" Martin asked sternly.Angel got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. She quickly stood up and rushed over to her daughter, taking her in her arms, "It's OK Mia," she assured her in a quiet voice. When Mia hugged her mother she could smell the odor of her mother's cigarettes and perfume blended together. It was a scent she had never smelled before, and there was something about it that smelled good to her. Her eyes. He knew her as The Chameleon. Apparently no one has everseen what she really looked like. Always she uses a disguise, for thereasons only God knows why.He looked around the diner. There were only a few people. 3 men driningat the bar. A couple eating burgers and girl reading a book. She wasbeautiful though. Short blond hair, brown eyes with a back pack besideher. He smiled at her when she looked at him in between reading herpages. She gave him a look that said 'Mind your own business. I had to tell Emma what it was, or at least let her in on it a little, before giving Andy the go ahead. There would be rules, I assured her, and there would be conditions. On the Saturday, the weekend before Emma’s day off, I was chatting to her via our usual website. I told her that I had a surprise for her. Something she would absolutely love. I remember her being overly excited at what I had to say. She was always excited when I talked about sex to her; not so much during other, more serious.