“Ill meet you upstairs babe – im dying for a beer. Go knock yourself out haha” Said Ryan. Claire smiled and replied “Trust you – ok ill be u... soon – warm the bed up” whilst giving him a quick slap on his tight ass.As she moved towards the man selling paintings, he gave her a very predatory look and resumed speaking Italian directly at her.She quickly stopped him – and tried to explain she didn't speak Italian and that she was English.“Ah English yes? You English girls are very beautiful mmmm. "This is Nancy Kine." Oh, hello Nancy. Thanks for calling me back." What can I do for you?" Nancy, Mr. French is retiring this June and I was wondering if you might be available to teach his math class at junior high this fall." I'm sorry but I don't have a degree. I only spent three years at Stanford." In Montana you don't have to have a full degree. All you need is two years from a credited college and you can teach." I didn't know that." Well teachers are not beating a path to our door. So. Yes... well, but that kind of kiss is just for grownups." Like the way Kenny used to..." How would you now about that?" she demanded."I know," was all he would answer.Totally nonplussed, Jessica rose, grabbed some of the plates and started for the kitchen."I enjoyed kissing you, Jessie," he said. "You taste sweet, just like honeysuckle."She spun to face him. "Where did you hear that?"He simply looked at her and smiled. She felt her heart pound for that expression was exactly what Kenny had used. “You didn’t need to do all this. You are so sweet!” Melody said as she hugged her tiger-haired friend.“I wanted to give you a birthday present,” she said looking at Kate and me. “All of you.”“Oh, Wendy,” Lissa sighed. “Thank you.” She gave the girl a big hug and a kiss. I stepped up to take her place.“You really helped make this night special,” I said. “And thank you for the German chocolate cake. It was just perfect.” I scooped the girl into my arms and gave her a gentle kiss. Wendy melted.