The pungent smell of whisky was pulled back and forth as they stood, their mouths just a millimeter apart. After a few seconds of staring into each ot...her's eyes in an almost challenging, yet also tender way. Emilie finally closed her eyes and moved the small bit to connect their mouths, after a few minutes of frenzied kissing Isabella found herself up on the counter, Emilie pulling the tattered shirt up to allow her hand to slid up Isabella's shirt, her other steadily stroking Isabella's inner. Hair moving across her back.Torso twisting at the waist momentarily before the hips joined the motion.Supple calves rubbing together as the intended turn reached them.Then, as if time sped up her eyes were locked with his; Michael was lost for a moment in their depths."And good morning to you," Valerie said as her legs swung off the bed, parting for a moment providing a view Michael would not be able shake from his memory no matter how many years passed beyond this one.Warm hands slid to his. ” I could have and should have mounted her like a wild-animal, but no. She said nothing and I went to the bathroom to relieve myself of all the champagne I had drunk. I splashed water on my face just in case I was dreaming and when I came out, my dress shirt was unbuttoned. I let my belt hang loose for her to hear, as I opened the other champagne bottle and began to drink directly from. She hadn’t moved at all, still on all fours, spread open with her head down. I thought to myself, “she’s all. I thought maybe he’d already done it, just like that, already put his seed in me, when he straightened up all a sudden and grabbed me by the hips and began slapping into me.We’d never done it in the sunlight, really, unless you counted two days ago after swimming on the picnic blanket. And doing it in the barn door, where we could easily be in plain sight of Daddy or Denver if they rounded a corner or two ... there was fear there, about being caught, even though I didn’t fully understand why we.