She didn’t move, she just stood there as I kissed her. I slowly pulled back, peeling our lips apart, looking into her partially closed eyes.“Ohhh,...Tom…..stop…we can’t….” she moaned while staring at my lips.I moved back in, capturing her lips between mine for moment before releasing them. I moved back in again as just as I reached her lips, she parted them, clinging to mine for a moment, before parting again.“Oh Mom!” I moaned, kissing her cheek.I kissed my way back to her lips and paused,. I would have been better off with a keyboard with two complete sets of keys, one set unshifted and the other set shifted. That way my NP-fingertip could have flown all over the place very quickly, and I wouldn't have had to bother learning to synchronize with the "Shift" key. That'd be a very impractical setup for an ordinary typist, so I doubted such keyboards existed. [[Had I know a little more about writing software, I could have easily got it going using the two keyboards that I already had. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get home.”“Though case?”“Yeah, a woman in an alley. We got the guy and he is going to get nailed hard for it.”“What happened?”“Guy raped and then stabbed her to death,” Jonathan answers with a frown. “Bad thing is her little girl watched it all happen.”“That poor girl,” she says sullen.“I shouldn’t have said that,” he admonishes himself. “Bad way to ruin your day.”“It is what it is I guess,” Sasha mumbles. “So many hateful people in this world.”“Well, let’s get off the. You are very pretty ma'am," I said, finally finding my voice again. "Well, Tommy, let's dispense with the 'ma'am' stuff. You can call me Mrs. Parkinson, or Lisa if you prefer," she said. Then she stepped forward and, putting one hand on my shoulder, she ran the other hand through my collar-length black hair. "So do we have a deal, baby?" "Ok, I guess," I said, still not believing what was happening to me. "Good, I'm glad," she said softly, "Now, let's see what we can do to take care of that.