.." Fingers fan through curlsof hair. "Then you find the spot where all the world opens up beforeyou."That's where his fingers rest.I feel warm breath...now on eyelids, on my cheeks.Lips brush: eyebrow, lashes, cheeks.Lips. His lips on mine. My mouth parts. We kiss.He pulls back, not even an inch. I lift my head, now my lips brush his,now I press close.He is beside me now, knee touches knee, thigh beside thigh, his handstill between my legs, forearm on my belly. Now fingers, palm gentlycircle,. The conversation was brief and when it ended, his captor’s tread sounded alone on the living-room floor. Thank God for that mercy at any rate.“So who was that? Am I getting any clues?”“It arrived!” She sounded positively elated. “I mean I was assured this was a good service and by somebody who should know, but to actually have it in my hands … Hang on, let’s see if they’ve included everything in my order.” She clacked off to the kitchen from which came the sound of drawers being opened and of. “Yes, sure! When do you want me to come over?”“As soon as you can get here; the sooner the better,” Veronica said in a temptress voice.As soon as I hung up the phone I jumped up and started to get ready. I shaved my face, dick, and balls to give her a little surprise and took a shower. While in the shower I jacked off to prepare myself for Veronica’s hot body. Before leaving I put a dash of cologne on and zoomed over to her house which was about ten minutes away.It was a cool October day and. Caroline Bishop had been their next door neighbor and Bobby's mom'sbest friend for just about as far back as he could remember. Shewas a blond woman of medium build except that she had large breasts. Shewas cute in a "pixyish" sort of way which didn't especially appeal toBobby, but she was always nice to him and paid him well for cutting hergrass and doing odd chores now and then. To him, Caroline was just oneof those sort of neutral people in his life; she was just there, neitherliked or.