Nanoseconds, minutes, hours or forever. I can't tell. It is the sort of kiss you can get lost in. It is gentle and pleasurable, it is a getting to kno... you kiss which can lead into the exploration of other areas of sensual pleasure. Yes, sensual, a kiss to be savoured, slowly and at length. Not the lip mashing mouth to mouth resuscitation type kiss much loved by story writers, but the sort of kiss that seems to stimulate every single nerve ending. Separately.The kiss ends. Not dramatically, not. My parents are anxious to meet you."Mary didn't know what to do as she was led to the door at the end of her leash. How could she face this girls parents like this? What would she say? How would they react? What would they think of her? Would they have her arrested? A million thoughts went through her mind as Lisa continued to pull her leash leading her to the door.Lisa opened the door and lead the cringing teacher into the house. "I'm home," called Lisa.Lisa's mother came out of the kitchen.. She came to study them with undisguised and illicit interest.Until finally she had seen Billy Erspamer, the boy from next door.Five months ago he had only been fourteen, yet his wiry form and smiling, curly-headed handsomeness had quite taken her breath away. He was put together like a fine china figurine, all lines, planes and angles, without a molecule of fat on his muscular young body. She had been quite fascinated, and was constantly peeping over the fence at his practice on the diving. I was busy doing the laundry, when a knock came. it was so gentle that i almost didn't hear it. washing my soapy hands, i opened the door.i could hardly believe my eyes. there stood sexy and specksy. just like last time, except that specksy looked green and weak. sexy spoke.' err remember us, we came here for a survey. you should, we were the only ones who came here' remember? that was the understatement of the century. but i pretended to be a little confused.she continued ' anyway, we were.