Someone was kissing his neck and ear the way Bea used to. He sniffed back his tears and came to himself, then squeezed the woman he had in his arms."Y...ou weep. Why?" "The way you woke me reminded me of my wife, taken from me nineteen years gone. I miss her." "I am sorry. I did not intend to cause grief or harm."Karl petted the hair on her head and kissed her forehead. "That's all right. It just comes on me sometimes. She was the best of people and the best part of me. Now, how are you? Hungry?. He had a beautiful house, it wasn’t huge, his ex got the family house, but it was a three-bedroom place, with a nice basement and a Jacuzzi in the backyard. He opened a bottle of wine, just what I needed, more wine, it was a nice mellow Chardonnay. He put on some soft music and sat next to me on the couch. He was really close to me, pulled me to him, our lips met in another passionate kiss, he was a great kisser. He started lightly moving his hands on my body, I was really wet. . I want you to think of that. Think ofLarius on top of me. Or Bobby. Or would you rather think of them on topof you?"She sighed. "My boyfriend is queer. Jesus."She spun. She walked out. A tall black woman walked in and looked atme. "Can you leave, perv?" she said. "I got to pee."I hurried away.I still wasn't sure where I was going.* * *Over the summer of my senior year, my family went to New Orleans.Interesting culture. Great restaurants. Bourbon Street, the kinkieststreet in the South.There are. Moll made the first move. Her had found Barb's knee; just below the woman's dress. Barb followed suit. The dance ensued.Barb's fingers were down below Moll's inner thigh; just resting there, (but with little squeezes that hinted at more). Barb's inner thigh now felt Moll's cool fingertips squeeze in response. Barb's pretty lips bent in a smile as she shot a quick look around. The coast was clear.Barb parted thighs and scooched her lovely rounded Greek ass slightly forward as if seeking out her.