Ofcourse, I wasn't smiling when that happened. Iquickly jumped back. "What the hell's wrong withyou?!" I shouted. "Keep it down, dear!" she said urgen...tly. "I'msorry. You're just..." "Just... what?" I was so angry. Not that it hadhappened, but that I had noticed she was anexcellent kisser, even if it had only lasted for asecond. I was angry that I had enjoyed it, and shehad done something that I enjoyed. Her typical smile returned. "Are you going to try totell me that you didn't like it?" She. The unbruised one."Yeah, looking in the mirror this morning I was sure glad I don't have to shave yet."Tami grinned and molded herself to my side.We stood like that for about five minutes until the bus came, ignoring the looks we were getting from the others.On the bus I swung into the third seat, and Tami sat down beside me. It was like nothing had happened, yet I knew it had.The driver had closed the door and started to put the bus into gear when Paula came running up. He looked down at her. I can’t wait to start work. I’m getting kind of bored. I’ll probably spend some time at the gym.”“Well enjoy it while you can. Why not take advantage of the situation and have lunch with some of your friends?”“That’s a good idea, honey.”Mike leaves for work. She remains at the kitchen table drinking her second cup of coffee.She smiles thinking about her husband’s suggestion. Lunch. That does sound like a good idea.She has a good workout at the gym. She spends more time than usual, working with. "Oh!" shecried. "I'm so sorry, Jane! Here you sit, sweaty and dirty -- and I'msweaty, too. I'm keeping us both from a much-needed shower! Come on!" Impulsively, she took Jane by the hand and led her into Jane's downstairsbathroom, apologising for having found it while she searched for Jane on herarrival. The shower was large, with plenty of room for two people to showertogether between its white-tiled walls and glass door, and the two girls splashedand soaped each other, giggling in sheer high.