"Welcome brothers and sisters to the first annual gathering of the Order of the Love Monk," Raul started, his voice steady and conversational, slightl... high in tone. "Most of you don't know me since I haven't had a chance to meet you outside this room. My name is Dr. Schneider, Brother Raul to you. I am a neuroscientist, investigating the darkest frontiers, the brain and its processes and where these processes originate. It seems a strange place to begin this historic occasion celebrating a. . yeah." I muttered from between her breasts.Like I said, I was short for my age, but there were times, such as this, when being short had definite advantages. We danced around for a while with my hands on her bum and my head buried between her boobs and my mood began to swing back to happy. A couple of times it crossed my mind that I'd like to kiss Maureen, but that would mean the embarrassment of standing on tiptoe to do so. Sighing I contented myself with what I had while wishing for a few. Janet put her hands on both sides of his face and guided him down to her lips as she sank lower onto the bed. She drove her tongue into his mouth and tasted her juices on his tongue. She let go of his face and grabbed his hand guiding it to her breast. Jim massaged the bottom and worked his way up to her nipple. Pinching lightly then rubbing around it. Janet moaned in his mouth but continued kissing him. Jim lowered his hand to her tummy and rubbed as if massaging her then lowered his hand to. Fortunately, a fresh troop of cavalry loaded down with new repeating rifles and stores of ammunition rode in from the railhead. It was perfect timing because life on the frontier was beginning heat up with a vengeance. The new Captain was called Hancock and he quickly avowed no relationship to one of the founders of the new nation claiming it was simply a coincidence. I found out by rumor that he was not entirely honest because he was, indeed, the great nephew of the famous personage and he had.