" "Let's hop in the shower and get going!"Wait, I thought. Did I hear him correctly, nothing about being fucked? US, hop into the shower, TOGETHER?... My straight best friend must not have had a clue I breed him. But why would he want to take a shower together?I got up and while I was going to the bathroom he was getting the shower ready. He hopped in and left the door open. I walked in wondering what was going on. He then said, "You know, it will save time if we just shower together from. They sat and held hands.Earl started the conversation off, "I understand you two want to get married." Very much so," Greg replied. Sarah nodded."You are not members of this church," he said in a questioning way."No, sir," Sarah replied. "We don't even live around here." Any family ties to the area?" None I know of," Greg stated.The minister was puzzled. He sat there mulling over the clues, before proceeding. He thought of another tact. "Why are you at this church." he paused for a moment,. We both got down. Once the bus left, I took initiative and touched her hand. Slowly I slid my arm into hers and we interleaved our fingers. Now we faced each other and did the same with the other arms. The next bus came. “We need to take this bus”A few stops later we got down at another bus stop and walked towards my house. My room was in such a mess but I didn’t care. We reached, and I checked. There is nobody else in the house awake. All safe and sound. I opened up the door and escorted her. She came back into the room with a robe on and looked at me passionately. She immediately came to the couch and kissed me with such passion that I had never experienced before. I kissed her back, running my hand through her hair and down her back. Her body tingled to my touch as she ran her hand up my thigh and along my shirt to my mouth. Was this really happening? Next thing I knew she began to unbutton my shirt running her hands over my pectorals and kissing my exposed neck. I pulled her in.