Upstairs. Both women stood up and made their way quickly up the steps to their bedroom. The moment they were in the room their lips were locked again ...n a passionate kiss. Hands snatched at clothes and tossed them across the room as they made their way to the bed. Zippers were quickly unzipped, buttons forced opened and bras ripped off carelessly as they fell onto the bed, still locked at the lips. Grace smiled down at her fiancé, and straddled her hips, grinding herself on top of her.. This would be Ronnie's last Christmas before college and we were conscious of the fact that our baby would leave the nest soon.Once at home, there seemed to be a thousand things that only I could answer, solve or deal with. Martin's internet access did not work (plug the damn cable into the outlet!), Lisa's bicycle had a flat (tomorrow!), and the light bulb in the baking oven was dead (No, not tomorrow! How am I to watch the roast without a light?). After changing the light bulb I was at least. We were in and out of Lovers Lane in about ten minutes, I had three bags full of nighties,stockings, garter belts, corsets, the guy spent more on me that night than anyone in my life, then we went along the road to a shoe shop and he stood looking at me trying on several pairs of heels, each time I opened my legs just a little too much so he could see my cunt, and he smiled.We had only been shopping for 30 minutes and I had now got more new clothes than I had had hot dinners in the last month,. “Beside a good dose of Clark? No.”Everyone laughed again.“How are classes going, Clark?” Sophia asked.“Econ and stats are my life. I’d much rather spend my time doing math than those lab reports you guys do!”“Those suck!” Fran declared, coming to the door. “Have any of you seen Jason?”We all shook our heads.“He should be with Pete,” Clarissa said. “They have computer science when Mike and I have Western Civ.”“Maybe they went to the computer lab,” Angie said. “Kelly, my roommate, goes to the lab.