Middle aged, brown eyes, hair almost completely turned from black to grey, lean but a small paunch. Straight and married. A mentor of Alfred’s. His ...ife is Rachel, a tall woman with blond hair, clear blue eyes, tanned and fit, who usually dresses well and looks gorgeous. REVEREND MIRIAM HALI Vicar of St. Will’s. A thin, Nigerian woman just turned forty. Raised her son as a single mother after becoming pregnant by an Irish priest in Nigeria. An admirer of Vicar Alfred’s, whom she trusts a great. After the dates didn't add up, mom kicked dad to the curb (or, as she puts it, "they're taking a break", but we all know what that usually means)."But you don't have to give up anything, so of course it doesn't bother you. Aunt Debbie is getting my whole room to herself, why can't you two bunk up?" Heather replied, crossing her arms under her breasts and giving a pouting face. She usually isn't this childish, guess she really cares about her privacy. "Chris is having to sleep in the living. Gijanemaccoy: ill grab your hair and pull you to me and push our lips together BB: hmm ok BB: sounds good gijanemaccoy: ill wrap my other arm around your waist and pull you against my body feeling you on fire BB: hmmmm gijanemaccoy: both our bodies feeling like electricity is flowing through them BB: hmmmm BB: come gijanemaccoy: my fingers play along the waist of your pants gijanemaccoy: and my other hand slips down your neck to the front of your throat BB: hmmm BB: hot gijanemaccoy: my hands. To me age is just a number, as when there is snow on the mountain there is always a fire in the furnace. His tanned face, bold nose, and strong chin are very pleasing to the eyes. His tall figure has a little extra padding, which to me makes him more attractive.He pulled me close, kissed me hard, then suggested. “Honey, enough talk, let’s go to your bedroom, I’m dying to finish what we started in the car.”“Oh that was hot, and the idea of strangers watching me is so arousing!”I grasped his hand.