The old Victorian style homes that the town's populace had dwelled in for the last five hundred years had been decorated for the upcoming event. Carve... Jack'o lanterns sat on their wide verandah's, small bits of ragged white cloth had been done up to resemble ghostly figures and hung from the branches of the twisting leafless trees, and everywhere, strings of orange and black Christmas tree lights stood ready to repel the coming darkness of the night.It somehow seemed strange that the quiet. I pressed my lips to his and began to kiss him passionately. He didnt respond at first, but I was insistent. Finally, he let my tongue into his mouth and we began to French. That really seemed to perk him up and he began to fondle the sides of my breasts. I raised myself up onto my knees to give him better access, and he took a breast into each of his soft little hands and began to knead them thoroughly, pinching my nips delightfully between his thumb and forefingers. I pulled my mouth away. I poured myself a cup of brew and grabbed a glass for her. As I poured her coffee, She couldn’t help but apologize about what happened earlier. “No worries” I said, ‘It happens.” “Maybe we should start going for runs in the morning together” she stated, “I’ve been looking for someone to run with, I didn't know you ran.”“Oh yeah, for sure. Normally I’m here by around 6am if you want to join.” I replied. “Coolio.” she replied. “Oh, you have any plans for lunch today?”“Nope!” I said, “Regular spot. Tara asked what was wrong, and Bonnie said that she was just sad about going home even though they got to stay in White Plains instead of being sent off to the boarding school."Mom said that you need to go to whatcha call Kansas or someplace and learn about her jet, Bonnie complained."You mean Wichita?" Tara asked."I think that must be it," the girl replied. "She said that she would just send you and they would make it and you could fly it to pick up her and Aunt Tracy." I don't think it works.