Brianna felt all icky. They were really going to kiss. She didn't want to watch but she had to watch!Chris and Mandy's lips touched.Briefly.The wetnes... of her lips was strange yet oddly exciting to Chris.Butterflies took off in Mandy's stomach."Can we do it again?" she asked."Sure."They kissed longer. Brianna was transfixed by her two best friends kissing."That's pretty cool," Chris said when they separated."Yeah," Mandy agreed. "I like it." What's it feel like?" asked Brianna.Mandy said, "It's. The woman who I'd eyed over the years. Lusted after. My wife's flesh and blood.She started to turn and I quickly asked her to wait."We have to talk, Christine, please don't leave."She looked at the floor, looked at me, and said, "we can't let anyone know we met."I agreed and said let's talk, pointing toward the two chairs near the table in the room.After a bit, she entered the room and closed the door.We sat across from each other and stared. Each of us was equally guilty in our activity."I've. They had never bonded and had never considered themselves family. Dante was rarely around, having left home for college at 17, and only returning home to visit on important holidays and the occasional summer. When he was home, he spent most of his time working with his father, and the rest of his time avoiding Tempest like the plague. He just seemed to genuinely dislike her and she never really understood why. Tempest preferred to believe it was the age difference that made him not care for. "A drug-dealing, murdering piece of shit," Elizabeth answered. This time there was no hesitation."I was speaking about a physical description," I said.Again, my wife took her time before answering."Large," she decided. "I mean, he must be six-three or six-four. I know he has several distinguishing tattoos and scars. He has a teardrop tattoo on his face and a row of crosses on his ... left, I think ... his left forearm. He is black and, although I know he is almost 40, I would put his age at.