I didn’t believe him but blushed all the same from the compliments and the caress of his hand.I was feeling better and better so I rested my hand on...his thigh and lent forward and kissed him on the lips. His hand moved to my inner thigh under the skirt of my dress.“Not here,” I said and he moved his hand back."Shall we walk?" I suggested and he agreed.We walked out hand in hand.We walked talked and kissed until we finished our coffees. Out in the night air our kissing got more passionate,. His. That feeling of abandonment killed the mood almost as much as the shooting.‘He better not have forgotten about me,’ she huffed to herself.Getting pissed, she called his fire station. When the call was finally picked up, she asked, “Is Joe there? This is Nancy. He’s supposed to be here at the call center picking me up.”“No, sorry. He never came in today,” was the unsettling reply. “In fact, he was one of several guys that never responded to the call in at all. We’re wondering where they are. She must’ve been out shopping. She comes back a couple minutes and sits down on the couch beside me.“Uhhh, so where’s my dad?” I ask her.“Oh, he’s gone on a business trip somewhere. He left a couple weeks ago and won’t be back until the end of the month,” she replies.“Really?” I say feigning surprise, “that sounds like him.”“Ya,” she says, continuing the conversation, “so, you’re done school now. How does it feel?”“It feels good. I’m glad to be done and out of there. The exams were stressful. It eased on past her slick opening, after almost slipping it inside her. I wanted it to slip into her pussy, but then I didn’t know what either of us would do if it happened.She pulled my hand around to place it between her breasts and I cupped one then the other as she pressed her butt back against me and moaned softly, deep in her chest.“Tell me, Ray. Tell me about you fucking Alison and how in hell you managed not to fuck Dee.”“How do you know I didn’t?”“I just had a feeling that you would.