I could still taste a faint trace of the mint toothpaste as my tongue massaged hers. Still holding each other close, our mouths and heads straightened... with lips meeting in soft taps. I rested my forehead against hers as we relaxed in our embrace.As the tropical wind blew the gentle scent of lavender shampoo to meet my nose, I opened my eyes. With foreheads touching she opened her eyes and met mine. A playful smile crossed my face before our lips met again. She smiled back as she pulled herself. The dirty blond hair fell to his shoulders, which Tarifa saw were very broad, but it was clean and she detected the soft wild aroma of the deep timber that she remembered from her childhood."Do not try to move too quickly." He spoke to her again. "My brutish brother hit you rather hard and you took quite a knock on the head." He reached up with a large hand towards her face and Tarifa moved quickly to get away, only to feel a wave of nausea sweep over her and she froze, closing her sapphire. I just want to curl up and play with you and never leave this bed.” She leaned over for a simple kiss, and then their eyes locks as she gazed at him.“This is so amazing,” she thought. “A part of me is remembering our wedding as happening last night, but theParispart of me is insisting our wedding happened more than a week ago.”Mark thought back, “I know. It does get a little difficult at times, trying to align the two perspectives. In a sense, they’re both real.”Jada mentally nodded. “Yes,. " He grinned at Lillian, "I think your momma is playing with herself in the chair."Brie giggled. "That should keep her busy!" She waved at Lillian. "Put your shorts and panties on and come with me for a second." Lillian did as she was bid and met Brie in the hallway."What's up?" Do you have any rubbers?" Brie asked."Momma keeps some in her night table -- next to her vibrator," Lillian related, grinning, "Why?"Brie cocked her head. "You KNOW why! You were gonna let Gabriel do it, weren't.