She had breezily reassured him that she was up on her homework, and that she wouldn't be too late.She had breezily reassured him that she was up on her homework, and that she wouldn't be too late. Luckily it hadn't been her mother she'd met, for she would have subjected her too a more thorough cross-examination. Such subterfuge was necessary partly because it was a Tuesday night, and partly because she didn't want to face the inevitable questions about a "boyfriend", and even worse, the subsequent teasing that was bound to follow from her brother. Andrew was waiting for her on the street corner that they'd arranged to meet on, and they headed off to Joe's. Joe's was a cafe, a bit of dive really, but it was the favourite meeting place of many school children too young to gain entry into a pub. They ordered cokes, and found an alcove at the far end from the door, up against the wall. Andrew started to kiss Louise almost as soon as they'd seated themselves. His lips pressed closed on hers as he held her head. Louise was a bit put out initially; she had expected some friendly chatting first, a bit more romance, and a more secluded rendezvous. She was aware that any of her school friends might come in at any moment. Nevertheless, her day-dreams had been right in one respect: Andrew knew how to kiss. Before long, her frostiness melting, Louise found herself opening her lips slightly in encouragement to Andrew's probing tongue. Louise found it incredibly exciting as his strong tongue entered her mouth and sought her tongue. It made her feel weak and hot, both at the same time. They broke the kiss to gasp for air, and then continued with more excitement than before. Louise didn't care who saw her: this was intoxicating. Gaining in boldness, Louise tried chasing Andrew's tongue into his mouth with hers. |