"How far can this go?" I wondered. I couldn't wait any longer. We rushed to the bed, I pushed her down. She fell back, laughing with me. There was not...ing between us as I lay down on her, rubbing my full body against hers, wriggling and squirming, interlocking our legs, our hands everywhere feeling curves, mounds and openings. I reached her mouth with mine, entering into a voluptuous kiss with deep probing tongues, a kiss that was sweet, delicious, unsurpassed by any guy I ever knew. I returned. “You own this place?”“Only half; I had two really close friends growing up—Harrison Bell and Nick Butera. I think Nick was actually closer until tenth grade when he left our high school to attend trade school. All he ever wanted to do was to become a chef. I remember him cooking up all kinds of stuff as far back as fourth grade. He went to Culinary Institute of America then worked in several restaurants upstate while I attended college and law school. I had been on my own three years,. But damn, is she a fine ass women if I do say so myself.”Ellie rolled her eyes. “ But she knew your name though.”Lenny shrugs as the cab slowed under the car port. “I don’t know HER first name, and that’s the truth. From what I have heard from others she seems to know most people’s names around here, but it’s a small town.”Ellie considered this as she pulled the latch to open the door but nothing happened.“Excuse me” She said as she indicated the locked door.“Excuse me” Lenny echoed as he. " So you won't be introducing any of your own little family traditions?"asked Elizabeth.I pulled a wry smile and frowned."I never had any family traditions, leastwise none that I can remember,fortunately, Sian and Margaret have a few little traditions with Martinaand Chenille so that'll add to the festivities. It'll be a novelty for methough."At this stage, Mrs Bodkin interrupted."I can remember a few little things that their grandmother mentioned."My eye's brightened as I perked up."Oh! Goody,.