She looked down and realized the same thing. We both looked up and blushed. We let go. "Sorry, I forgot to let go." she giggled. "It's okay. I liked h...lding you hand. It was warm and soft." she blushed. I put my arm around her and hugged her softly. She put her head on my shoulder and I put mine on her head. We held each other without readjusting ourselves. We didn't say anything. We could just tell what the other felt. What we felt was love. After about five minutes of holding each other, I. Jessica was on the phone when I arrived, sitting on the couch looking out over the street through the bay window. She leaned back and I kissed her mouth. Lisa strolled in from the kitchen. ‘Do I get one of those?’ ‘Seems fair,’ I asked, and we kissed deeply. I had been about to comment on how much time she was spending here, but that seemed more than churlish after the park last night. Instead I asked her – jokingly – how the 12 days project was going. ‘Finishing touches to Day Two,’ she said,. Their little fingers sought her every tender secret, and she betrayed every thing with each hearty cackle that echoed past her wet gag."I think someone likes being tickled up here too," Sin announced, counting those sexy ribs, and giggling at the insane guffaws that resulted from her every careful touch. Her eyes closed, eyebrows arching up into that unique expression of almost painful desire. She was consumed. Entranced by the feelings flowing through her body."Yeah?" Sadie asked. Well, her whole body was the same way when she was naked. Indescribable. Every curve, every plane, every surface and every shadow was somehow just right. Harmony. That was the word. Everything in harmony. Gloria was lush abundance. Karen was just enough. Nothing less and nothing more. Enough. Perfection. At least for me.And she was apparently getting to Patrick as well. He wasn't exactly dangling anymore. He was rising to the occasion. Not there yet, but getting there. It's hard to make.