I helped Marne into my car and told Janet I would follow her to Marne's house. As I drove Marne was barely coherent and fell asleep with her head in m... lap, my mind was stimulated now.When we got to Marne's I parked behind Janet and she came back to my car to help her into her house. I helped to the front door and prepared to leave. Marne insisted I come inside. She Janet and I guided her into her bedroom and Marne turned around and wrapped her arms around me. I did not resist at all.Janet just. There is a saying that has great deal of truth behind it, ‘For every beautiful woman, there is at least one man somewhere who was sick and tired of putting up with her shit.’ I was certainly done with putting up with hers. Houston in late December can be fairly mild, shorts and T’s at Christmas are not unusual, but this night was a bit chilly to start with and a ‘northerner’ was starting to pass through. By 4 o’clock it was starting to rain and from the feel of it was going to be a very cold. If we are together once, it will be a regular thing.” She gabbled fast, all her words seeming to blur into one. I could barely make out what she said.As she saw the confusion in my eyes she looked dejectedly at the ground. I placed the forefinger of my right hand under her chin and lifted it up, making her look at me. Slowly I started to smile and leant in, kissing her cheek. I pulled away to observe what my kiss did to her. Her blush was still a vibrant, deep colour, her eyes started to. You make me purr Sarah, she said. You are the most beatiful woman I know.That night I couldn't sleep. I couldn't get Collette out of my mind. I tossed and turned but couldn't get to sleep.The next morning I felt wierd. something was up. I felt different. Over the next few days it dawned on me. I had feelings for Collette.At first I was tormented. I had never had feelings for another woman before. How did this happen? I thought.A week later it was time for my waxing. I felt tormented..