"Katie, I hope you don't mind me, wanting to.." i whisper to her as i finish applying the lipstick and rub my lips together as she does the same looki...g at me. "kiss me," she suddenly finish my sentence as she’s reading my mind."please" i say as i lean forward our lips barely brushing up aganist one another as I guide her face towards me and soon we lock lips together kissing deeply her tongue inside my mouth as I roll mines inside her ( i am cuban and I can PERFECTLY RRRROOOOOLLLLL MY TONGUE).. Later on that day we went to the pool area for a few drinks and some sun worship. When my mother in law took of her dress, my wife and I both looked in amazement at her voluptuous body in a tight fitting thong bikini that left very little to the imagination. I whistled and told her she looked fantastic and my wife gave me a glare that told me I was out of order, my mum in law smiled and told my wife that she wasn't dead yet and still liked to look nice. I just couldn't take my eyes of her body. Come on." She kept a hand in mine as we reentered the living room. Her friends noticed and didn't look pleased.She commanded her small band of friends. "Grab your bass, Min. Pour us some more wine, Randy. I'm going to show Joe the studio."Opening a door across from hers in the narrow hallway, she pulled me into the other room. "Used to be my parent's room," she explained, releasing my hand and gesturing to a small metal chair. She opened her guitar case and brought out a beautiful Gibson Les. I feel awful, I didn’t know. What do I do? What do I say?’ Elizabeth was a little taken aback by Anne’s reaction. She didn’t know her well, but she looked scared, unsure of herself. This was not the confident young woman that Elizabeth had seen before. ‘Anne? Is everything all right?’ ‘Sure…’ Anne didn’t sound ‘sure’ at all, and Elizabeth wasn’t buying that. Anne looked down at the steam rising from her coffee, then across, beyond Elizabeth, focused in the distance. ‘I don’t know how to do.