It caused some hormone surges, I guess. I just need to relax more, watch my diet and make my exercise routine more consistent.”“And the relaxation...starts immediately,” I said in a firm voice.Liz gave a helpless shrug as I ushered her toward the stairs (but I’ll note that she didn’t protest at all).I waited until we got upstairs before I started to quiz her.“You’d tell me if there was something wrong?” I asked.“Yes,” Liz replied.I looked hard at her.“Yes!” she said more forcefully. “What I told. "Sorry" he whispered.She propped herself up to get a better look at him. "You don't need to be sorry. I wanted you to kiss me."The worry seemed to fall from his face, returning him to the adorable happy boy she knew him to be. "Can I try again?"Amanda melted to his innocent question, nodded, leaned forward and closed her eyes. This time when their lips met, there was much less awkwardness. Daren once again copied his sister, taking her bottom lip for his own while she held his upper. Slowly, he. ‘Am I right Amber?’ ‘Yes, you are Mrs. Sinclair!’ Amber said. ‘Oh no dear, call me Nancy.’ Nancy said. ‘Uhmm you can call me Mr. Sinclair!’ Michael said jokingly. ‘Aww dad don’t be get mad, get even! When is the last time the Gophers were good at anything other than Hockey and cow tipping?!’ Emma spoke up. Making the table chuckle even more. ‘That’s right Emma. That is why you’re my favorite Emma!’ Michael replied. That made the table laugh even harder, especially when Nancy spoke up and. Once inside, we dumped our coats and things on chairs. He made some smart ass comment about the state of my room. We rendezvous’d by the bed. We leant on the wall next to each other, standing next to the bed. We kissed for the first time. His lips were soft but demanding. We tangled tongues. I felt the heavy weight of desire flow through me. I was already soaking wet. He undid my skirt and let it fall. He kept telling me how beautiful I was, like he couldn’t stop saying it. Like every time he.