The touch of his skin against mine was so magnificent that chills coursed through my body. Between my legs, there was a heat so intense that I had the...greatest desire to just spread my legs. My breasts felt heavy against his chest, and my nipples were far more sensitive than ever before. They were squashed almost painfully between us. Our faces met, and his lips were soft against mine. I fell into him, relinquished all control, and sighed, my lips parted to his control. When our tongues met, it. He snorted Sprite out his nose as he broke down laughing. I guess he hadn't heard that one before.We munched down on the sandwiches and chips. We discussed the workshops and how we wanted to set them up. There were a lot of logistics to handle which Billy was better at. But he hadn't seen the 'lay of the land' yet and it made planning difficult at best. I could only describe things so much. Then it came to me. I told him to wait a minute; I needed to think a bit on it.HAL, can you put Billy to. .. Tell us a little bit about yourself...” Asks Dennis.“Well ... What’s to tell?” Begins Frances. “I’m 35 ... I work here, at the Burslem Pottery Museum, part-time, as a guide ... Anything you want to know about pottery, or The Potteries, I’m your woman...” She smiles, then gets back to her story... “I’m married, for, ohhh, 12 years now ... To Erik ... And we’ve got six children...” She smiles again.“Busy lady ... How old are they?”“My oldest son is 11, my youngest is 2 ... And I’ve got 4. ”“Oh, well, I’ve gotten some perspective,” I said.“Allie and you seemed close,” Mom added.My stomach knotted. “Yeah, she’s been surprisingly supportive. We, uh, were talking and fell asleep together, I guess.”“You two looked so cute together,” Mom said, smiling. “I’m glad you’re getting along. The two of you fighting all the time, well...”“Yeah, I bet,” relief surging through me. She didn’t know.“Are you going to be okay at school?”I nodded. “I think so.” I leaned back in the chair. “Pita came.