.. Oh, Ruth! When I saw my little girl put her hand in Brian’s and have Rose wrap a thread around it ... It was just so beautiful. I could see the l...ove they had. And not just between the two. The others in red—and even to some extent the ones in white with red belts they call their casa—I could see the love and commitment they all had to each other. I wish ... It was a different age and we were married in the church, but I wish Sly and I had been surrounded by such love and support when we got. We lay there in a companionable silence for a little while. “Are you a virgin?” she whispered suddenly.“Yes,” I breathed.“So’m I.”I didn’t move, wondering if this was a hint. I had just about convinced myself it was a hint, and was preparing to make a move, when she spoke again. “I’m not ready for that yet.” She raised her head slightly and kissed my chin. “Sorry,” she whispered.I hugged her tighter for a moment. I couldn’t help thinking her reticence might be because of what was happening to. Then I pulled away, and knelt, and unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. I slowly slid them down and, one leg at a time, off her feet. While I was down there, I took off her socks. Then I eased her down on the bed, still in her underwear and bra, and began to kiss and caress every inch of her. When I had pretty much covered her body, I rolled her onto her front and started over again. Soft, gentle kisses. Soft, gentle touches. Not just the naughty bits. All of her. When I was satisfied that I. "Didn't you hear me," she snapped again, "stand up!" she snapped again, this time more forcefully. She reached down and pulled Mike's face from her away from her crotch. His fingers slid out of her with an audible squelch. "I said stand up!" this time Mike stood up. His trousers falling down to his ankles. "Well, well," she scolded, "can't keep it in your trousers can you? And where do you think your going to put that?" she asked. "I don't know! Maybe in your pussy," Mike replied cockily. "My.