It was the first time in my life I had been kissed on the lips. We both talked and laughed the night away. XXX That week-end I searched three hardware stores until I found exactly what I needed. He was the head photographer for the largest newspaper in the state. I knew she could feel it. Then I felt her other hand slip to the inside of my thigh and knew in an instant I would have a raging hard on in another second or two. This time on the lips. Normal, I suspected for a man who, like the season, was also approaching winter. “Would I be out of line to ask if you’d like to go out again next Saturday?”
“Next Saturday, and the next Saturday, and the next, would be okay with me,” she said.




















