"Oh? About what?" Kissing."Sammi looked at her cousin. "Kissing?" Today in Sex Ed class the boy kept trying to kiss me. And I really wanted to kiss hi... back, but... but I thought the only person you kissed was your boyfriend. Well, and your parents."Sammi tried not to laugh. "Try to have sex with a boy and not kiss him. It's instinctive or something. Look, if you kiss someone in Sex Ed class, everyone knows it's just part of what happens in class. Now if you drag a boy into a corner in the hall. " John muttered to Charlie. Charlie looked upas he regained some of his strength from this apparent electronicshock wave. John went over to his table, and popped open the box to makea few adjustments only to find his batteries had leaked into thecomponents of the box.. "Dammit! These batteries have ruined months of work. Justlook at this mess." John cursed. John grabbed some cleaner, took the box completely apart andwiped out the battery acid which had leaked all over criticalchips. Have you thought about that?" Yes, I suggested it to Richard some time ago. I even thought about the pastor of our church but I'd be too embarrassed to lay my problems out to him. Richard wouldn't even consider it though. He said that if we had any problems we could work them out ourselves."Dana stood up and walked around the table and held her arms open to her friend.Mary Ellen stood up and almost fell into the older woman's arms, breaking down again. She laid her head on her friend's shoulder. After some more soaping, scrubbing and rubbing, Martha rinsed me off and handed me a towel, wordlessly, but with mischief in her eyes, as she glanced down at my dark curls and my warm member.Missy then took me to her big, soft bed, and we enjoyed each other fully and enthusiastically until just after I heard the hall clock strike two. The next strike I heard was seven and by then I was back at work rogering Missy for all I was worth, my feet braced on the foot of her big bed and her curly head.