I couldn’t control myself. I kissed her neck, a rather hard kiss. She let out a moan from her mouth, a very small one. But it was hard to miss. She ...uddenly tried to pull free.Mom: Son, leave me. It’s boiling up.I knew I had to leave her. Her voice sounded different somehow. Did she not like it? But, I was sure, I heard a moan. Maybe, she got scared because she too was excited?Anyway, I let her go and said.Me: Okay, mom. Let me go freshen up.Mom: I’ll get the tea ready by then.I couldn’t see. I told him, you've done things I never dreamed would ever happen to me. The younger man ask, do you like it. Yes, I said quickly. But my butt hurts a little. Kissing my ear the older man said, you're doing fine. It'll stop hurting soon. Looking up to him I said, it felt good when you were doing it. Placing a hand on my chin he turned my head and kissed me on the lips. It felt strange kissing a guy, but I didn't put away. Seeing that he kissed me again but a little harder, his tongue pressed. As Anna sat on the bed and gleefully cut the cake, Ed poured a carefully measured quantity of vodka into both the glasses. Being her first time trying alcohol, she just gulped it down in one sip, immediately realising the grave mistake she had just committed. Within seconds, she jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom, and gulped down water directly from the tap to ease the burning sensation, as Ed watched on trying hard not to laugh. As time went by, both of them were down three glasses of. Lane’s eyes widened, his jaw became tight. He had been one of the main culprits of that indiscretion. Michelle scrambled for her thoughts. Bree closed her eyes, while a contented smile spread on her face as Desia finished her statement, and she relaxed. Now that’s a friend. Someone who will look out for you even when you won’t, or can't do it for yourself. “I love you,” Bree whispered looking at her Desia. “I know.” Des said with a warm wink. The bewildered married couple looked nervously.