She didn't even have enough time to take all the offers being thrown at her. She was on the fast track. I wasn't.I set my purse on my table just insid... the door and kicked off my shoes. I had the place to myself. Adrienne was likely staying the night with Big Ben. It was just me and Whiskers, my ferret. I put on some soup and turned up the news. The headline story was about another gay parade. Every other news story in San Francisco had something to do with gay or lesbian rights. Welcome to the. " He came around the table when you left and lifted my face to kiss me. I stood and put my body against him, feasting on the lengthy kiss. He was every bit as good as I remembered. We must have kept our mouths locked for five minutes. I felt his interest rise against my belly and by then, he could probably smell me. So, we walked upstairs to undress each other."She ate a bite of her lunch. I said, "Hearing about his kissing you and then taking your clothes off makes me kind of horny." I felt. The man smiled, and despite his haggard appearance, Petra thought his was the most beautiful person she’d ever seen. Soon the line moved and a portly man walked over to them. ‘I’m Adam Cordell and this wonderful woman is my friend Beatrice Little.’ He proudly introduced himself. Petra liked them and s they talked she grew even more comfortable with them. ‘Hello Miss, I’ve never seen you here before.’ He greeted extending his hand, Petra shook his hand hesitantly as her new friends introduced. Katy and I enjoyed conversations with others in our group, but it was easy to tell that Lucy was shy, especially when it came to talking to the men in our raft. I tried talking to Janet and Lucy a little bit, as did my daughter Katy. Janet was warm and friendly; Lucy was friendly, but she was also shy and not very talkative.After our short lunch we headed back down the river. The river rolled and bucked more in this section of the river than it ever did in the morning. For a short time, I.