An idea started to take shape in my mind. One that would require Franco's help and my silence. If I told Elsa about it she'd have a fit. I decided tha... I could have dinner with them and head home after dark, see what happened. I called Franco back and told him I would probably need his help in an hour or so and if he saw the car gone to call me back. I'd been talking and thinking with Franco for 30 minutes.When I headed into the kitchen to join my ladies, Elsa had a ridiculous grin on her face.. I felt so small sitting between their six foot frames but also so protected. Azola reached down and took my hand in hers. I looked up at her and she was trying not to look at me. I wasn’t sure but I think she was blushing. I raised her hand up and kissed it. She smiled and I winked at her. She lowered her head down to mine and I leaned up and we kissed. It was the first time I had kissed anyone. Her lips were so soft and hot. I felt her mouth open and I mimicked her movements; soon her tongue. My own grandmother had died when I was little and I didn't even remember her. And I didn't know very many grandmas, or at least I couldn't think of many. "Old lady" was about all that was in my mind. That's not very specific. Grandma Edna, on the other hand, turned out to be very specific.I did expect to walk up to her and stick my hand out, to shake hands. What I didn't expect was for her to come flying out of the house, eyes wide and mouth gaping, or for her to take in a breath of air that. Met her again and we continued with our work assignment and this continued for a few weeks.One beautiful day, I mustered up the courage and asked her to join me in our daily commute to the office. Without skipping a beat, she said yes. I was quite surprised but later came to know, she used to travel with her roommates, and she didn’t like that.We wrapped up work and started our way back to home, stopped at a restaurant and chatted for almost 3 hours. This became our routine for the next three.