It started with a slip on the dirty grey winter ice, while I was going into a coffee shop. I’d always loved winter, loved the cold, and I loved to w...lk through the winter streets, sipping hot, sweet coffee. As I started in, I felt the ice slide under me and I started to fall. Someone caught me, pulling me upright; I slipped again, and caught myself on a pair of broad shoulders, pulling myself to him so we were nose to nose. He had laughing grey eyes and light brown hair and a smile that seemed. .....no suspenders and corsets in this small pub ;) I choose simple black leggings tight top covered by a leather jacket. On my way not once did i feel wrong or stupid. I felt right. I felt sexy. My heart was racing. As i had had a few drinks to relax, he offered to pay for a taxi for me. When i got in the taxi, i could see the the taxi drivers eyes on me. A middle aged man, looking at me, what was he thinking? Was my make up wrong? I checked. Nope it was fine. As we pulled up to the pub he. Having gained my permission, Sharon turned my face towards her and planted another warm, wet kiss on my mouth - slowly at first, then more boldly when I did not pulled away. She even darted her tongue into my mouth a couple of times - and I returned the favor! I was just being playful I rationalized. Besides, I wanted to show her I knew how to kiss too. Two can play that game! . After all, she was my favorite "Aunt" - very "hip" and worldly, and attractive for someone her age. I had always. If I'm going to visit in Tifton, it has to be planned because I will have to get someone to teach my Sunday school class. During the week, we each have jobs. However, I want to see you again. I want to monopolize as much of your time as I can."Is that plain enough?" Quite." And." And I want to spend my time with you. I would like for you to see Tifton and the life there. I think we could easily love each other. We need to talk about so much and I need to get on the road pretty soon. I want your.