She had asked Sybil how she got her date. Sybil and she were the last hold-outs. Sybil had giggled. She was going with David Potter, who was a rather ...ood-looking boy, if excessively intellectual.Sybil merely giggled."I took the plunge, what else? Why don't you, Cathy?" Ohhh," Cathy mourned, "I promised my mother!" She couldn't very well admit that she was still a virgin, so she avoided the word. But she couldn't very well tell the girls that she had had her cherry popped by her brother. So she. With my right hand on my hip and my left arm straight down my left side, I was giving him a pose. After all, that's probably what he wanted.Mr. Dalio continued to look me over, so I had a chance to look him over, too. He was likely in his late 50's, judging by his receding hairline and grey hair. He was of average height, and a little chubby. With the smoker's jacket on, he looked like Hugh Heffner, but with a 'dirty old man' feel to him."You gonna stand there all night like a freakin'. Too right.He slid it in the back of his pants after removing the round up thespout and setting the safety. Then he went through the dead man'spockets tossing everything in his jacket pocket.Dawn was sitting by the security guard, crying. Morris had taken bothrounds in the chest. Either one of them would have been lethal. "Stayhere where it's safe," he ordered."Rob, where are you..." First I have to get the other Fairy where it's safe. Then..." He lookedat the body of the man he'd killed. "I'm. I suppose this will sound crazy, but you sure turn me on."Don got all red and flustered. "Uh, thanks, Shelly," he said, managing a smile. "Too bad I'm married already." Yes, it is," Shelly purred, sliding a hand up under his T- shirt, "but we could just fool around."Don got even redder. He sat there with his mouth hanging open while the sexy redhead pulled off his shirt, revealing his broad hair-matted chest. She ran her sharp red fingernails through the thick fur."Mmmmmm, I love a man with a.