Our over flowing tits pressed tightly together as we kissed with more passion than ever before. I could feel my pussy started too tingled as we kissed...“So has John been taking care of this?” Kim asked as she ran her hand up under my skirt.I moaned softly as Kim’s fingers ran lightly over my pussy lips. Her touch felt very pleasing, as I had missed her lovely touch on my pussy. I parted my legs giving her better access to my pussy while I scooped one of her tits from her top. I kissed my way. I figured I might text her someday, so I didn't delete the text. Months go by.In addition to being bad at keeping in contact with family, another thing that I'm bad at is deleting trash off my cell phone computer or tablet. One day my cell phone gets bogged down, and directs me to delete unwanted files, texts and pictures. I remember that there were several phone numbers amongst text messages that I needed to retrieve, among them was my Aunt Angela's. I went it through my older brother's. Fearing the news to spread, David and Melanie hustled to pack their few belongings. Less than fifteen minutes later, they were on the road again. Their route took them over the Pyrenees and into Perpignan. In spite of the bright sunshine, the air was cool when the scooter climbed up the mountain passes, but soon they descended into the Midi, the French province north of the Garonne River. They had a belated lunch before they passed Toulouse, and it was almost seven when they reached the small. "Sgt. Rester went in the hallway door and came back five minutes later, and said: "Follow me please; the Colonel is ready for you now."Tony and I went into his office and sat at the two chairs in front of his desk. He was on the phone, but about to hang up. We kept quiet and waited our turn for his attention. He soon hung up and turned to us. He had acknowledged us at first, then turned away to complete his call."Sgts. Cummings and Mancini, it's so good to see you again. Boys, I have some good.