It was like his hands tickling her were two children playing in the woods, squealing and full of laughter. All around her body the hands played. Until One reached the breast and the Other the hip. There these two children paused in an instant of Steven Spielberg movie magic. You know, those ones where the characters are stopped in their tracks, jaws wide open, and then the camera pans up and out and your eyes are feasting on something beyond your wildest dreams? And the world is filled with awe and wonder? But a brief moment it was and swiftly the hands lost their innocence and transformed into experienced and passionate lovers. Her then squeals of laughter halted into a gasp that be and rumbling moans of pleasure. And that is what she loved about him...them. These swirling moments of childhood and adult experience. They kept her both young and wise.