My embarrassment came back , no I saidIn my head I wanted to it was turning me on just the thought of itKate said OK , it was just for a bit of fun, m... and sally will have fun on our own, she stood up and went to sally and kissed her on the lipsHer hand moved down on to Sally's breastsSally had a glass in one hand and a fag in the other , she tried to put the glass down , it smashed on the floorThey laughed Are you sure you don't want to play ChrissyKate stood up straight and lifted Sally's. As they talked, Heather realized that Katie had been right. Getting out of the house had done her good—a lot of good.The door would occasionally open and other townsfolk would come in, but since the two women were facing the bar, they didn’t pay much attention to who was coming or going. That’s why it caught Heather off guard. It caught both of them off guard, in fact.Heather heard a voice in her ear.“Pucker up, buttercup,” the voice said. She recognized it instantly. Both the voice and the. “So weird,” Annabelle rolled her eyes. She looked at me and asked me if she could leave. “You are in charge, I guess,” she said.“Text Dad,” I told my little sister.Annabelle rolled her eyes and left the kitchen.“Do you want breakfast?” I asked her as she left the room, but my little sister didn’t answer me. It was typical Annabelle. She had a lot of energy and bright optimism, but she also had a short attention span. My mom didn’t complain that Annabelle left before she could finish serving up. The next escalation was natural enough, crudely referred to as Phone Sex… for us it was lovemaking on the phone. Wonderful, but not a substitute. The phone rings. Its her, breathless, announcing that she has just been told that she is to attend a convention in New York City, near my home, in two weeks. I don’t recall what was said from that point on. So four months after we meet on internet chat, we are going to meet in person. I drive anxiously to the airport. We recognized each other.