The kiss wasn't urgent or possessive. It was slow, soft and warm. Comfortable. I saw that he didn't close his eyes and we looked deep into each other'... soul as the kiss deepened. My insides melted, causing me to start to leak, and I wondered how much weight this bed could support.His hand slid around my waist and pulled us together. The touch of his body to mine told me I was lost. It wasn't a matter of if I'd make love to him anymore. Now it was just a question of how long I could hold myself. We stayed in the house, but moved our things to the master bedroom, after moving out moms’ personal things.We made three stacks: clothes that Callie could wear, clothes that were worn or out of date, and everything else.We expected a visit from somebody about our living conditions, but they never came.My birthday came along, and Callie took me to the DMV to take the tests necessary.I missed one on the written test, and I inadvertently rolled through a stop sigh. I knew I passed, but the DMV. He couldn’t find it so he simply blurted it out. “I’ve always wanted to ask you this but know it can be, and I’ll repeat this, it can be a touchy subject.” She asked what it was. “Do you enjoy…sex at all?”She remained quiet and surprised and did not know at all how to answer the question. “Why?” is all she said. He told her he found her to be quite attractive and adorable in many different ways. “So…what are you telling me?” she asked knowing full well he wanted to have sex with her. The. I'm the best kisser I know." George said before leaning in and resuming the make out session.The two Georges continued to passionately make out, and feel each other's firm bodies. As they did, they began to feel the excitement manifest into erections, which made them briefly stop for a moment."I see that I'm making you very excited there George." George said flirtatiously."What can I say? Only I could get myself this exited. I'm just glad that I'm making myself just as excited George.".