My eyes were still glued to the now black box on the screen where Paige had just been. Sure enough Paige walked out onto the patio carrying a shopping bag, wearing cut-off denim shorts and a white tank top. I brought my hand down to her thigh, and felt the fabric of her stockings. She took my hand in hers and turned her head towards me to give me a kiss. But it was the other half of me that was in control as my hand came up and cupped her breast. Through the darkness I found her lips, we kissed hard and passionately, her tongue danced with mine and for a moment they were like two lovers on a dance floor. ”What’s say you kick Paige out of the house, and we spend the day in the pool wearing nothing but each other?” I suggested. What was I thinking?
