She said that it was not a mistake but a flow of emotions between us. She was totally ok with it.Then I asked her whether she liked the kiss. And she ...aid that it was the first kiss of her life. It was so good and memorable. I said I wish I could get it again soon. She said she would love to. And from there the topic started to proceed from kissing to explaining to her how beautiful her boobs were.I told her how hungry I felt for eating those lovely melons which were so ripe. She did not have. ”“Yeah! It doesn’t look like he ever got to around to finishing it, but I could tell you meant a lot to him.”“Thank you, dear! Can you hand me that photo album on the table over there.”Rose flipped it open to the middle. There was page with only two pictures on it.“Granddaddy,” exclaimed Angie.“Yes! This was my Paul. This one his high school graduation photo. He gave it to me shortly after we met. This one was taken one night on Central Avenue outside the Dunbar Hotel.”“He was so young.”“Yes,. The two outside guys, Angelo, and I. When we got there some of the family was also there. You know it's a funny study of human nature to watch the interactions of all the patrons in the Diner.The regulars knew what the four of us did for a living. When we were dressed in our "working clothes" but because there were nicely dressed but somber acting strangers, the normal diner crowd was a lot quieter and less boisterous than normal...Our waitress gave us "the look". When I acknowledged it and. Diana began working the dildo, finding it extremely difficult. She looked desperately, at her sister."I'll never do this a fast as you," she said forlornly."Of course you will but it takes a long time to get good at it." I spend an hour in here every day and sometimes I do it in bed without the dildo. "Men really like it when you get good at it, especially older men." The mistress came back in, kissing both girls."That was my husband he will be back tomorrow night. Now Diana, let me hear that.