What I saw and heard was a real mix. Sometimes quiet intense looks shared between them. Sometimes lips locked together in either soft or urgent kisses... Sometimes lips used for deep and emotional conversations about Francis’ last few days with Winnie. But always two bodies pressed close together, two hands clasped together as the sign of two people reunited.As I watched this closeness, my emotions were like one of those Newton’s cradle toys. Having swung from one extreme at the airport to a. Now massage my leg…Me: yes mistress….I am kissing and massaging her one leg. She playing with my pennies with her another leg.Kowsalya: good news for youMe: what is it mistress?Kowsalya: I am going to talk your virginity from you…Hearing this I got surprised and thanked her… Because I didn’t know I am going to sex with a girl.Me: thank you mistress… Thank you so much…Kowsalya: well, come to me….She pulled my head to her and she kissed me… She kissed me very passionately…We kissed almost 15mins…. “Who cares what anyone else thinks,” Donna said. “You need to be happy!”“Do I,” Sachar was scared.“Yes! Own your truth,” the second grade teacher told him.“Thank you!”“So...How will this proposal go,” she inquired of the deep-brown man with a full goatee.“I was going to do it at dinner.”“No,” exclaimed the woman with an educational specialist degree. “Do it here. They love you.”“You think?”“Yes! Charles and I will set it up. I’m thinking lamb chops and privacy.”“Donna, you are crazy.”“No, I’m. ’ I follow her up the stairs to her bedroom which remains unlit. As my eyes adjust, the darkness becomes a gloom and I can just discern why she doesn’t want it to be illuminated – the room is a complete and utter tip. I strip off and slip under the covers beside her. I give her a cuddle and French kiss her, gradually working round to caressing her skin under her nightie. ‘Why don’t you take your nightdress off?’ I purr in her ear. ‘I’m fine just the way I am thanks.’ Eventually I penetrate her.