Danielle approached her from behind and slid her thin arms about her waist. Rose was startled for a moment then turned to kiss her new lover. Danielle...s tongue entered Rose's mouth and they kissed for a long time. Rose cupped her hand about Danielle's pubic mound tenderly. She still felt that the tiny blonde was so fragile, she might break if handled too roughly."Good morning," Danielle gave her loveliest smile."Good afternoon, you mean," Rose kissed her once more."You keep that up and I'll. But he washappy to humor her, if she wanted to pretend she cared, and besides,it was good to have someone to bitch to. He blathered on while shecontinued to rub his neck, and it did feel good. He felt tired enoughthat the wine started going to his head, even though he hadn't hadmuch. At one point she reached around his neck and undid his tie,drawing it slowly off his neck, and he almost stopped her; it feltlike she did it impudently, and besides, he remembered that he shouldbe mad that she. "That's just it, I don't know. It's my mother." Your mother? What's wrong with her?" I'm not sure. I know this isn't making any sense to you..." I think you skipped something there, yeah," Heather said with a small grin. "What's going on?" Well... and please don't be angry with me for this... I told my Mom the stuff you told me about the nurse."Heather's eyes widened. "Diane, you didn't!" she said in a lower voice.Diane cringed. "I'm sorry, but... b-but my mother really knows when I'm upset. "I was drunk." You still drinking?" Jepperson asked, lowering his eyebrows, tucking in his chin and trying to look mean or serious or something despite the fact that his face was baby-like and his voice made him sound like an adolescent. His Florida tan barely colored his pink skin."Beer," I said. "Now and then." Can you quit?" he asked."Probably," I said, nodding. "I was downing a quart of booze every day back then, and I stopped doing that." Mr. Harder does not like you, says you're a wise.