Maybe it was just a makeout session, maybe it was sex, but it was always leading somewhere else. And that's where my mind would always go when I start...d kissing a girl.Not this one though. This kiss was something all on its own. There was tenderness behind it. Skye began to cup my face with one hand, and I pushed my tongue past her lips and into her mouth. Just a little. It never got to the point where I would say we were full-on making out, though. It was never raw or needy. It just was.I. I continued to watch, and a couple of minutes later, a step-van type vehicle pulled up to the front. Then the door opened, and I could see about five men, a couple in suits, others in t-shirts and jeans, but all handcuffed, being put into what I now recognized as a prisoner transport.It struck me right then: If I'd finished my breakfast just a couple of minutes earlier this morning, I would have been one of the 'johns' snared in this raid. It would have been MY name in the paper as having been. ”“You’re not going home?”“Sometime. Obviously. But, not right now. We’ll all be here when you come back.”“Don’t you need to check with anyone? Your mother? Or Indhira, maybe.”“Not really,” I answered her. In a stern voice, I said, “Why would they argue with me? I don’t tolerate that.”Maygan simply smiled, kissed me, and climbed out of bed. She waved as she walked out the door. I hoped she remembered to finish dressing before leaving.I went downstairs myself having showered, put on clean. " I said.The invitation was accepted and I returned to fire up my grill. It must have been close to five when my new neighbors entered my back yard. "Welcome, welcome, welcome I have soda and beer in the mini fridge and the grill is just about ready for the burgers." It was about that time when into my back yard a second vision of loveliness entered my life."Chris this is our daughter Stacy." Jenna said as the attractive young lady approached. Like her mother she was a blond and like her mother.