"Jimmie, are you sorry that you went intoMommy's things without her permission?" I nodded. "Then here, kiss Mommy'snipple to show her how sorry you a...e." And at this she leaned even closeroffering her breast to me. The word "nipple" was new to me, but I figuredit out O.K. Boy I felt embarrassed. I mean heck, I was 10 years old, andlook what she was asking me to do. Anyway, I leaned forward and put myclosed lips against her breast and made the kiss sound, then backed my headaway. "No. I got my hand and started to massage them before I knew it I was filled with joy about what I was doing. I thought I was doing something wrong but it felt good. Since I didn’t want any one to catch me I left to the back yard. Since we have a large backyard. I passed the pool area and I went to the back of the shower area. Since we have backyard showers so we don’t wet the house but, passing the shower area there’s a more private area for tanning. I was a little nervous since this was a new. Luckily he managed to convince her to postpone that for a while. He goes into the kitchen and opens the fridge. A nice cold bottle of Becks. He cracks it open and she appears behind him. “So, you're going to start drinking beer now? Don't you think it'd be a better idea to get ready first? We're going to be late.” He takes a long, satisfying glug, nearly finishing the bottle in one. She leaves the kitchen in a huff and heads for the bedroom. He burps then follows her. He wants to have a lie. ‘Oh Aaron,’ she replied. A single solitary tear slid down her velvety cheek. The intensity of her emotions frightened her. She knew this couldn’t be happening, but it felt so real. The joy of being with her beloved Aaron again was acute. Lifting a hand, she reached and cupped his face, feeling the faint stubble on his chin. Surely these details would not be in a dream, she told herself. Still she tried to fight the growing conviction that something mysterious was happening, something beyond.