Massaging my palms, “You fucked it up,” she repeated. “How?” Half blubbering, “I couldn’t kiss him! I said sorry and… and went back insi...e” A look of confusion briefly washed over Katherine’s features and I knew she didn’t understand. She wouldn’t, how could she? While Katherine knew me this was way out of her frame of reference. Continuing, “I didn’t know how to kiss him”. This was met with a blank look of confusion and I realised I was going to have to spell it out to her. “You know I’ve. So I must have been quite a sight for him. I tried not to think too much about it though. Apart from a few glances, which were perfectly normal for any male, he had been very polite and well-behaved. I did not feel threatened by him at all.Finally we reached the “garage”. I use quote marks because calling it a garage would be too effusive. It was just a small tin shack, probably no bigger than the average bedroom. There was a rusty signboard on top saying “James Auto Garage” with some signs. Having determined what had happened, I said, “That’s okay, guys. Don’t let me interfere with your game. But if it’s okay with you, I guess I should call the police to haul away your game board when you’re finished.”The four tigers cocked their heads and appeared to think about the prospect for a few moments. Then they nodded in unison and went back to their game.I called the police on their regular phone number. After all, 911 is for emergency calls and this certainly was no emergency; the. So I took the initiative and started playing with her and pinching her. So we had a pillow fight and I let her win. She was hitting me hard.Then I got up and was tickling her waist. She was blushing and enjoying at the same time. Then I got hold of both her legs and pulled her towards me. I made her sit in my lap wrapping her legs on my back. The situation was heated up. I took her hair from her face and smoothly pushed it to the back.I was holding her face softly. Our eyes met and I lip-locked.