Indoors once more she put the flowers in water, smiling once more, and he kissed her, this time noting with some relief that there was more passion in... her side of the bargain… he did not push his luck. It was after the dinnertime snack, when he had washed up, that things took off once more, she took his hand silently, and together they mounted the stairs to the big B&B bedroom, not a word had passed between them till she kissed him , this time a lot more passionately, and began taking off her. It was a great dinner with turkey, stuffing, gravy, mashed potatoes, candied yams, corn, Jello salad, rolls, celery sticks, olives, and carrots. There was also the ever popular canned cranberry sauce that everyone wanted on the table even though no one ever ate more than one bite of it. There was enough food on the table to feed twice as many people as were seated around it.Dan enjoyed the food, but felt a little sad that he hadn’t contributed to its production. Diana asked, “So, what do you. Kerin sat alone, and started to put the red nail polish on. She thought about the last Youth Group meeting she'd been to. They'd had one of those negro ministers in, who had ranted about the dangers of sin, and the perils of hell. It had been very interesting, though of course the entire group had pretended to be scandalised by the enthusiasm that the man showed. Religion was meant to be much more sedate and peaceful, not passionate.He had spoken at great lengths about hell, and it was this. The girl had her head back, and her arms relaxed at her sides, giving up her body to the adoration of her lovers, not participating, but simply accepting their worship. Bettina looked exceptionally beautiful like that, Lauralee thought.And there was a quiet horniness about the man and boy who were about to make love to her, an ease and caring that showed in their movements. Lauralee watched the slow circles of their hands as they petted the girl's warm, silken body, seeing them take turns.