It’s as straightforward as that.”Scott wasn’t enjoying the friendly banter. He knew Mark had backed up against a wall and didn’t join in any o... the repartee, and wondered what he was now thinking. He wasn’t thinking about it for long. Soon enough his Mum spoke in her usual no nonsense tone when she wanted him to immediately do as he was told.“Over here Scott, now.”Scott turned to find a sea of faces looking at him, all smiling except for Mark. Grandma sat with her arms and legs crossed, Aunty. However it was a four hour drive from my Country Store. My day progressed to the end with almost nothing happening. I had way too much time to think, I decided.When I awoke at 5:30, I decided to risk my normal morning routine. After my breakfast, my shower, and after I was dressed for the day, I called Carlos on his cell phone. I asked, "Carlos I hate to ask but would you swing my house. I wouldn't ask but I'm expecting some expensive toys to be delivered." Sure I have your key I'll just slide. ”“Very restrictive? Perhaps too restrictive?” She wasn’t certain whether his reply implied a lack of enthusiasm or simply the caution that anyone in his positiobn might be expected to express. Lionel was never, she knew, the most impetuous of men.Lionel replied slowly, seeming to pull each word out of a deep bag where they had been carefully set for just this moment. “No, not at all. There is nothing there that I haven’t dreamed of, fantasised about, imagined. I worry about my ability to live. We left, arm in arm, kissed in the parking lot, and then made for my house. Now there are kisses and there are kisses. His kiss melted me; it set me on fire. If you’ve ever heard the term “owned with a kiss,” then you understand. It was raw passion, probing, tentative, and a promise of delights to come. He knows how to kiss; his kisses are better than a lot of the sex I’ve had.Two blocks down, I spied an adult store and told him to stop. I jumped out of the car and beckoned him to follow me..