Without opening them she said, "Cynthia is a pill. Cindy is a little more forthright with her language."They swam in the pool and had a fine time. Aga...in, they had a cookout. After dinner, the foursome lay on the grass and watched fireworks exploding in the sky. Cindy was again in what had become her favorite position, using Dan as a pillow. He watched, amused, as she exclaimed whenever a rocket exploded.Finally, he said, "I'm surprised, Cindy. I would have thought fireworks would be too. She spent the whole journey twistedaround in the passenger seat and running her fingers through his thickruff of neck fur. I began to have a distinct feeling that Jacky was ofthe same persuasion as Betty. She even let Billy lick her face whichmeant, (bearing in mind she was a vetinary nurse,) that Betty hadprobably been talking about him. I decided to let my suspicions ride. Iknew was quite safe with Billy to protect me.Our first stop was a lingerie boutique that catered to all tastes. Theyeven. Thank God she had made the reservation to go to the mountains. A short vacation, somewhere far away from here was just what she needed, a place where there wouldn’t be any Christmas music. Seven months had passed since her son, Craig, had died in a Black Hawk Helicopter crash near Mosul, Iraq. He was 23, vibrant, filled with enthusiasm and a passion for flying. Her grief was profound, nothing and no-one could console her. Her anguished mind relived the dread of him leaving, the nights and days. "She bent down and kissed me. Not the tender mother/son kisses we'd had before, but a passionate lip lock. I hadn't been kissed this way ever before and I wasn't sure what to do. I discovered it was a gentle exploration of each other's mouths, not fighting each other to see who could get who's tongue furthest into the other's mouth, but a simple rolling of the tongues together, moving back and forth from each mouth. We settled back next to each other on the bed as we kissed. My dick placed.