”“I know,” I said, returning the hug, “I just hate the finality of it.”“I understand. Why do you think I haven’t dated again?” She pus...ed the door shut and locked it. “I’m well rid of that prick and his family.” She had been unceremoniously labelled a slut by her last boyfriend and his family when she’d fallen pregnant. The sheer stress had caused her to miscarry and she swore off guys for good and so far, she’d been true to her word. We were both content to socialise with each other,. I justshook my head in amazement, watching her approach; hips undulatingsmoothly, breasts jiggling, head held high and a dazzling smile on herpainted lips. Let the naysayers take their best shot at her personalsense of style; this woman had it together.We hugged, air-kissed, and settled into our chairs. While we waited forour lunch to be served, we sipped wine and got to know one anotherbetter. I had been inaccurate in my assessment of her on one point; shewas an Emmy-award-winning makeup. Chapter 2"I think I'd like it if we kissed, Henry, after all, we are sharing some rather intimate moments," she said as she approached me with her arms open.It had been a while since I'd kissed a woman but thankfully it all comes back quickly as I took her and gently kissed her as she began pressing her lips more firmly. Then, I felt the tip of her tongue probe between mine and I opened for her.She got her tongue farther inside and I began sucking it as she started grinding her hips into my. How could we ever call you anything butRachel." Gee thanks, you two. So, should I just cut it off now and stick it ina pickle jar?"Rob got a little nervous then angry at Rachel's words."Listen Rachel, stop talking like that! You make it sound like this isthe end for you and it isn't! Just keep it together and 'go with theflow'. Soon enough you'll be free from all this." Robby is right, Rachel. What I can't figure out is why you insist onstaying a boy when so little of you is actually manly..