’ She dropped her hands, and rested them palm down on the bed. ‘I’m sorry I’m just—’ ‘I just happen to adore them.’ I leaned down and ...issed each nipple gently, then continued to work the brush through her hair. ‘Excited about tonight?’ Aliana’s face blushed. ‘I don’t know. I’m way out of my comfort zone.’ ‘It’ll be fine.’ Aliana returned to the bathroom to apply her makeup while I flopped back down on the bed. ‘Ooh, I’m pooped,’ I said as I hit the bed with a thud. I caught Aliana out of the. Sam Houston and Sara Jane live out on a little cattle ranch just north of town that he picked up when somebody couldn't make the mortgage payments after about three long dry years. As well as oil and real estate, I do dabble in the cattle business a bit so when Sam Houston had to go up to Dallas for a month to some kind of banking school, he asked me to keep an eye out on the ranch for him. I'm sure the "keeping an eye out" he meant was on the cattle but things worked out a little bit different. Deciding it was better then nothing, we made a break for the theater; we had never had sex in a semi-public place before (together anyway; I had another partner in college who was really into that, but that's another story). She fumbled for the keys as we made out in the empty lobby, we shut the door, and she jumped up on the counter . Our kissing grew even more fevered as she worked to undo my belt and my hand slip up her skirt, pleased to find she wasn't wearing panties. I had my face buried. She's so perfect, I thought, even her stay upstockings stay up. Somehow the rest of our clothes melted away and myinner lesbian was discovered.We didn't leave the hotel for the next two weeks and when she asked me tomove to Toronto with her I didn't even say goodbye to Paul. I just tookmy clothes and a few cd's and left. It was not one of my best decisions.It had been springtime in Vancouver, but it was most definitely stillwinter in Toronto. Lisa's job involved long hours and lots of travel..