I slid my hands down her neck and let them roam, exploring her firm young breasts. She wore no bra beneath her stretchy tank top and as I caressed her... tits, her nipples grew and stiffened under my touch. She moaned into my mouth and broke the kiss. “Let's step outside, where the light's better” she whispered. I had to adjust myself before getting out of the car. She got out and went to stand behind the car and turned around. She leaned over slightly, placed her hands on the trunk, and started. Jessicas Christmas Feast The Sequel Story: #36 Copyright 2005 Written: December 25 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Jessica sat at the kitchen table bits of girl bacon left over from breakfast dribbling from her mouth, not sure if she had heard her mother correctly over the clang on the oven door being slammed shut with Lina inside to begin. “It’s my own fault,” he said. “I should have made sure the lid was closed.”“May I at least buy you another beer in recompense,” I offered.“No, I’m driving,” he replied. “But maybe next time,” he concluded, in a friendly fashion.“I’m Francis,” I said, embarrassingly introducing myself.“I’m Jarrod,” he replied.“Is that with one or two R’s?” I enquired.“Two… why do you ask?” he questioned.“Oh, it’s just a hobby I have. I write stories and am always on the lookout for different names to use,” I. I kept a separate ledger of things that Marcy could cross check for billing.Seven hours into the flight I was the kind of hungry that snacks could not cure. I was sure everyone else was too. This morning while we were waiting for the crew to load everything into the plane, I had the restaurant make 50 cold subs of all kinds. They were in a cooler in the back seat of my Suburban. There was another cooler of drinks. Maybe they were not frozen - there were a couple of plastic bags of dry ice in.