I knew I liked him as a person – even when he was an ass I liked his assiness – but his lips took me where I did not want to go — love. I was su...e I could control my feelings. He is the ‘romantic, in love with love, I want my heart broken’ one. He wanted to feel alive – and I am confident he did – but I was sure I wouldn’t fall hard. I had too much to lose and already loved my husband. Then we connected – over and over again – with our lips. That was more intimate than anything else we could. "What the hell is going on here?"One boy tripped and almost fell into the river!My beautiful wife just smiled and continued eating her lunch.Soon a college couple walked past, and Wendy flashed them as well! The boy stopped and looked, and his girlfriend slapped him! I must admit that was funny, and I also felt a tingle down in my pants. "What the hell is happening, I thought?"This activity continued for a week or so, and my beloved Wendy was getting more daring, and I actually found myself. ’ Marion retaliated. Not her Dad. Her Dad would never do anything like that, ‘My Dad would never do that! That’s a lie!’ She looked at Sorrel, ‘Tell her she’s lying!’ Sorrel stood mute, white as a sheet. She looked at Gwyneth, ‘Thanks for the evening. We’ll see you around.’ Looking to Marion, ‘Come on, let’s go.’ Marion was in a state of shock. Sorrel hadn’t refuted Hannah’s claim. Her father would never do anything like that. She looked at Sorrel. She flinched back. ‘My Dad would never do. I think I had it pinned to what she was actually doing in there, and it made things all that worse. She hadn’t had any boyfriends - being 12 and all - but it didn’t stop her it seems. I often caught glimpses of her naked body through cracks in doors. And then I also had the interesting noises from her room. It didn’t help at all. The day my book arrived I shut myself in my room after school. I had some money saved, and a currency converter available via the shop didn’t require me to take a step.