Ian was bent over me as I lay where he had left me, “Thank you” I whispered onto his lips. “Hey, didn’t you leave me hanging when you killed me? I thought you didn’t like leaving a woman waiting?” “Your right, I did and I don’t.” It was then I realised I was lying on the floor of my bathroom; the softness must have been my towel underneath me. I sat up as Ian shifted from over the top of me, moving his weight back onto his heels, he crouched at the side of me for a long second, both of us moving in what felt like slow motion but was probably faster than the average person moves, he was in front of me, kneeling between my legs before I had chance to blink, his fingers for the first time since my death, parting the lips of my vagina, circling the entrance, making my juices leak down onto the towel below me. The ache from before returning to my pussy. “Lick me” I commanded him. He put a hand round my throat, squeezing, knowing it wouldn’t kill me, forcing me down onto my back, I could. Just a kiss and no making any type of noise.” We pulled out a barstool and Roger blindfolded Cindy and then Neal, Eric and I each kissed Cindy and even thought she was so confident, she had no clue which kiss belonged to Eric. Lauren and Judy didn’t fare any better than Cindy did and then it was the guy’s turn only it was harder because Susie made it four kissed to choose from. Roger did get Susie’s kiss correct but then she admitted that she cheated because she pulled on his mustache when she kissed him. The night was filled with laughter with nobody knowing who was kissing them. We all headed home full of anticipation for our upcoming group vacation. Sunday morning we all met at the airport and were on our way to the Canadian Rockies. After two airplanes, an hour and a half layover between planes, getting our ten passenger van, stopping at the grocery and liquor stores we were all worn out by the time we got to the house so we just found our rooms and looked around at the wonderful.
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