By Dirk Wittenborn
Submitted by Kirk
Date: 2007 Dec 18
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from 'Fierce People'

I was about ready to say I think I better go down and see my
mom now when she leaned forward and kissed me with an open
mouth on the lips. It wasn't like with Jilly. Nothing could
distract me, not even the living corpse of her father. She
took my hand in hers and slipped it inside her shirt. It was
more romantic than it sounds.