She said I could kiss you." When did she say that?" Yesterday. After school. I saw her at her locker just before she caught the bus." She just--out of...the blue--gave you permission to kiss me?" Yep. Pretty strange."I nodded. "Is this kissing just for you, or is it open season?" She didn't say. Why, got somebody in mind? I might get jealous."Before I could protest that I didn't have anyone in mind, my brain dredged up images of Kelly, Alana, Mikee, Allie, and Paula.Robbie read my face. "You do. Turns out Hamish’s boyfriend was over east on a business trip for a couple of weeks, so he took the opportunity to get a little wild. No idea what he took, but it must’ve been good. Once he finally stirred after several nudges from Michael, he got himself up and headed to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.I told Michael all about my disaster of a date last night. The boring conversation, the average kissing and let us not forget the very below average cock. He thought it was hilarious.. A beautiful deep purple gown with a laced bodice green and silver done into the trimming of the skirt and the long draping sleeves. She pressed her hand against the glass…an odd feeling of familiarity coming over her. She walked around the room…coming to the huge oil painting. She gazed a long time at it…studying the handsome knight and his beautiful lady at his side…wearing the very dress that was inside the case. Ian watched her as she walked around the room and he came to stand beside. I came again. "God, he must really know what he's doing. I've never came more than once and the look on his face is saying we are nowhere near finished." my mental voice babbled. He set me back on my feet. I have no idea how I stayed standing; my legs were shaking so hard I knew I was going to fall at any second. But some how I held my ground. I noticed he was standing back a little ways with a weird expression on his face. It was a cross between humor,.