"She was even more gorgeous close up, her tight blouse, figure hugging skirt and she was wearing a lovely perfume. She pulled my face to hers and wetl... licked over my lips. Moaning my delight I opened my mouth for her darting tongue and we french kissed passionately. With our lips locked lovingly I felt her hands reach behind me and grip at my tight skirt squeezing my pert arse cheeks. I returned her grip, running my hands along her pleated black skirt, delighting at the feel of her suspender. Andrew's. Loraine came with us and seemed fairly comfortable with the service. The Vicar was pleased to see us and greeted Loraine pleasantly, after the service. He asked me if he could have a quiet word with me and when I agreed, took me to the vestry."Is Loraine Jenni's mother?" He asked."Why, yes, she is. Why do you ask?" From time to time," he said, "I believe God tells me things. There might be all sorts of explanations, but that's the one that makes sense to me. If you like, I get a. I could hear talking in the background, and she returned and said i gotta get ready to go to the neighbors 22nd birthday party. but i was wondering, would you like to join me? if you dont want to, i mean, thats fine by me but i could use some company since i know no one in this one horse town… she half asked, half pleaded to me. i looked at my watch, 9:30. how could i resist i thought to myself. sure, id love to accompany you to the party. where is it? she gave me an address on the other side. In my rooms as we kissed passionately I had one eye on my bed where my wee Scottish lass would soon be on her back with her toes to the ceiling. The phone on my desk rang breaking our lip lock with its shrillness. The old phone did not have an answering machine and this was before the days of voice mail. Perhaps it was Karen calling to say that she could not join us until Saturday. Wishful thinking, but I knew I better answer it. It was Karen alright, calling from a wine shop that was fifteen.