She was cherubic and childlike in her happiness with how the day turned out. There was no keeping her quiet, and avoiding others noticing the disparit...y in our ages, so I let her just be whatever she needed to be, knowing that we'd be far away by tonight.Dinner was surprisingly good, and we shared a piece of cheese cake, and lingered while Angela had a second cup of coffee. She asked about expresso but the waitress looked cross eyed just trying to imagine it.After one last stop for groceries,. Kya? The plumber was now in control. He grabbed her waist pressed hard and gave her wet kiss on her cheek while pressing against her. Paagal hai kya kutiya? Teri jaisi maal roz thori milti hai. Tujhe ton chodunga achi Tara se. Tu ton meri randy hai ab. Uhhhh…she grasped for air, his hardness was doing her in.Nahi nahi. Ye kya kar rahe ho. Choro. Choro. Mangu got down from the kitchen plank lifted her off it and said chal saali. He threw her on the bed and pounced like a hungry animal. Aaj to. “You had to tell her ‘no’!”“Or so you assume!” he teased.“I know you better than that!”“How did I miss this?” Gene asked.“I don’t think she’s worked her way down to Freshmen just yet!” Dona said, laughing. “Did you know she lives only a few miles from me back home, but we never knew each other? I knew her older sister, though. She’s studying to be a nurse in Cincinnati. Supposedly, Tracy graduated a year early.”The phone rang and I got up to answer it.“Subdeacon? It’s Father Stephen.”“Father,. I told myself that I was making it up. I knew that she was off the pill, newly receptive to my seed. Had that knowledge distorted my perceptions? Perhaps. But still, she did smell fertile.I placed two fingers on her mound, just at the point where the pad splits into lips. I rubbed her there, pressing firmly enough that her flesh moved with my fingers, lightly enough that the fingers didn't move across her hair. Touch, though, was no longer enough; neither was sight, nor even smell.Just the tip.