He had expected they would go skinny-dipping again. Still, Ashley did invite him to her room. That was something she had never done before, at least n...t at night. "Maybe..." he thought. "Whatever," he said aloud, not wanting to convey his real thoughts. "How about you grab us a couple cokes. I'm going to take a quick shower, but I'll leave my bedroom door open." When Brad got there, Ashley was already in the bathroom, but had left the door to it, slightly ajar. He hesitated a second before. So tell me, how did you make out? Is he going to sign with us? Did you make any inroads at all? There's no shame with having failed on this one. He's one tough customer. Wouldn't even speak to me about changing from Wilson & Wilson. Come on, tell me." How can I tell you anything if you won't give me a chance. On second thought, I'll tell you everything over breakfast. I'm starving and you're buying. Are you ready?" Be right out. I just have to comb my hair and grab my jacket."In a few minutes. He had asked her for a date a couple of times, but she had politely refused. She did not really like the boy. He hung with a crowd that had no respect for girls. They were vulgar, always making sexual comments toward girls at school.Lester had been noticing the very sexy redheaded teen next door since the day he had moved in next door. She was downright beautiful and extremely developed for sixteen. In fact, Sherry was already a full C-cup, and her breasts were still growing. She was 5’5” and. "At that, Widow Blanchett stepped quietly to him and sat daintily upon his knee, teetering a bit in place."For Heaven's sake, woman -- lean back a bit; he's got his arm stretched out and 'twill do you as a chairback."Reluctantly, the Widow leaned back a bit till her shoulders felt the support of the gaoler's massive right arm as it came down to the arm of the bench. Shifting a bit for more comfort, her hip came naturally to rest against his huge hand, but neither seemed to notice, so intent.