”Ty barked out a laugh, “Well we will have to do something about it then won’t we, Kitten.”They happily helped each other undress and crawled ...nto bed.When Ty woke the next morning, he found his Kitten tucked up snugly in his arms.He happily hugged her to him. She wiggled and soon found something hard poking her, and she giggled. She rolled over and looked at him. “Did you sleep well?” she queried with a little frown.Surprised, he smiled at her, “Actually I don’t think I’ve slept that well. She suddenly opened her eyes and was kind of shocked, she looked into my eyes and that made my cock reach it’s the greatest height and I couldn’t take the pain any longer unzipped myself to let out some pressure. Meanwhile, I placed my left hand on her left cheek, she leaned towards me and waited for a second just millimeters away from my lips and I understood she wanted me to make the remaining distance.So I moved forward too and imprinted my lips on her softest honey lips. If there is heaven. As I got older, I discovered that thiswas their fucking music, because they would remain locked up intheir bedroom for a long time, Barry crooning over the speakers. I poured the champagne and Mom walked back to the porch. Shepicked up her glass and I did likewise. "Happy Birthday, Son. And may we grow old together.", she said, knocking my glass. Was it me, or was that toast laden with a much deeper meaning. Since I'm not a drinker, it wasn't long before I started feelinglight-headed. . It was a million miles away from New England in every way. The way kids did things in the Bay Area was spontaneous, original, and often outrageous. His Yankee world view had collided with new-age-hippidom, and the results had been predictable. He had shed his alter-identity in a heartbeat – well, more like a semester – and had met the first of many California Girls. Somewhere along the way, all thought of Brooke MacDonald had simply – vanished. Paul had remained in California for medical.