The Kelly’s lived in the idyllic village of Mornington-By-Mere, situated in the beautiful Finchbottom Vale.
Owen and Kelly Scott were 2nd cousins and there had
been an attraction growing between them all year, but they had both resisted
acting on it, until Christmas Eve in her parents porch when Kelly stood on
tiptoe, put her arms around his neck and kissed him, and he thought she was a
great kisser, he’d always thought the quality of a kiss is difficult to define
and it is like many other things of a sexual nature, dependent on the
perspective of the participants.
With kissing it can be the thickness of the lips, the
width of the mouth, the size of the tongue, the size of the oral cavity and the
amount of saliva produced, Kelly scored highly on every criterion for him.
Although to be honest he reserved his analysis until
after the event.
After a final kiss and a hug, they said goodbye and
she opened the door and let him out, but he turned back to look at her and
said.
“I’ll bring your present tomorrow”.
“I’ve already had the gift I asked Santa for” she
replied and closed the door to cover her blushes.
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