. HE was a guy in his early to middle 20s, about 5-9, with close-cropped blonde hair, a pleasantly round, Englishy face, and an average build – the ...ind of guy you see every day and never pay a bit of attention to, unless you’re a connoisseur of men. Like me.The other attendant jumped out at me at once. He was tall and thin, at least 6 feet but weighing not more than 145, with a trimmed helmet of brown hair, a thin, thin waist (probably not more than 28 inches), and a hint of a bulge showing in. I tossed her a berry, and she caught it in her mouth andgrinned. I lay down, and she skipped over to straddle me. I rememberedwhat had worked for her yesterday, and I got her off in no time. Then Isat up and she looked confused, but I lead her into trying otherpositions. Her body was wonderfully flexible, and I appreciated herlithe grace and youthful sense of fun and energy. Her tiny body wasbeautiful in its own right.Then I pointed at my own crotch, and she looked confused again. I triedto. “Hello?”My temper was ready to go if it should happen to be Glen. It was Beth, though.“Hi, Rand,” she said. “I promised I’d call when I got my new number. How are you doing?” she asked tentatively.“Fantastic,” I said sarcastically. “I had a very pleasant call from your father today. I don’t know what brain injury he’s suffered that made him think he had any right to lecture me about how we did things, but he’s probably still boiling over from what I said to him. Fair warning.”I could hear her.
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