‘What is it?’ I say. ‘What’s wrong?’ It happens so fast that even were I able to think straight, I wouldn’t have been able to stop it. His...right hand grabs my hand off his face as his left hand envelops the back of my head and pulls me to him. He pauses for just a moment to look me in the eye before his gaze falls to my lips and he gently presses his own against mine. His lips are soft, and I can feel his tongue graze delicately over my slightly open mouth. My tongue responds, it moves slowly. I saw her many a mornings as I went to get breakfast at the Arches, or the King. It was often a surprise to me how far she would make it in the time I was sitting in the drive through. Anyway, I decided to get off my growing butt and put shoe to road one day. That I managed to do it again on the second day is a tribute to painkillers not to my persistence. I did notice that after I got up and moved, I stopped hurting. Till I stopped. Well somehow I managed to get that one foot in front of the. Perfect. A work of art."She blew air over the rim of her cup and said, "You skipped texture and color." Your ass is not bare, June. It's encased in denim, and the denim lends texture and color to the object of art." He chuckled. "If I talked about the texture and color of your bare ass, I couldn't avoid wandering into the realm of sex." He looked her in the eye. "And to be honest, June, when you bent over, sex came to mind, not art." Thought so," she said and laughed gaily."What's so funny?". ..most kids get the willy's seeing you bothfor the first time and the new kids might take a few times at theleast?" she warned me, but I nodded my understanding back to her andknew that Drow creeping around at night...especially your first nightin a strange place would spook anyone!"Cya tomorrow lover..." I said as Roz gave us very knowing smile, asshe slid silently back out our door and into the dorm hallway.Tuesday, August 28, 2007 4:50 AMWhateley, Guest cottageKevin sat there on the suite's.