I know I’ve got her now and I try again for the kiss I’ve been anticipating. She kisses me back and we both use our tongues against each others. I...break the kiss off, but only got a split second as I rip my top off and before it even drops to the floor our tongues are locked again. I feel her soft hands reach around me and unclip my bra strap in a smooth motion; this brings back the sensation that she has done this many times before and I feel myself get slightly wetter. My tits now hanging. “Yeah, her name is Cynthia. She is very pretty, but old Tommy was pretty dumb getting involved with her. She loves herself too much to love anyone else.”Rita laughed delightedly.“Beth said Cynthia’s asked a thousand questions about you, so you better watch out if you see her again,” Rita teased.Tommy didn’t quite catch the tease in her voice, so he bobbed his head in agreement.“Connie said the same thing. I overheard her telling Beth that if Cynthia tried anything, she was going to get a boot. Although this was her first time to join the family in canning, she understood that it was an activity that brought the family together. The hours spent around the kitchen table putting up food were hours spent talking. She cherished every minute.Suddenly, it struck her that John had used preserving food as a tool to preserve the family. He had used it thusly when she had been working. He was using it now to help heal the family.Tossing the directions for the FoodSaver onto the table, she. “Don’t want a doll to toss in with your Hot Pockets and beer?”He looked at his cart and the avalanche of plastic babies and laughed self-deprecatingly.“I guess I look like a gourmet chef right now.” He looked back at me with an explanation.“My family is off to the beach for a week. Summer vacation.”I cocked my head.“No vacation for you?”“Not this time, I’m afraid. Work calls.”“I’m Becky,” I said, pointing at my name tag, itself facing up slightly due to the curve it sat upon.“I’m Robert,” he.