Strong and muscular, they wrapped around me, held me tight, made me feel safe in this storm of sensation. Then the hands began to stroke. Not the stro...g hands that held me, new hands, new hands that roamed. New hands that pawed at my top, tugging the fabric up and off and my bra quickly followed. I couldn't refuse, the heat on my bare flesh had erupted into a fire between my legs. My eyes were closed, I couldn't have seen who the hands belonged to, or even told how many there where, stroking my. Groves leaning forward to see better through the gathering steam."Enough Debbie." He growled suddenly.Debbie after a fleeting look of surprise at him, put the soap down and allowed the running water to rinse her off.She stepped from the shower and wrapped a fluffy white towel around her.Debbie would have left the bathroom, if Mr. Groves hadn't been blocking the way. She frowned at him."I want to dry you." he told her gruffly."What here?" she glanced around the tiled bathroom and then looked. .. If ya'll did that and that was all, then okay. But I couldn't have known what else you would do." She continued to study the ceiling, trying to avoid our eyes."Why not adjust her in other areas? Just prep her for any possibility?" I asked. It was a game, because neither Erin nor I were upset.Renée fought an internal struggle. Then she took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. She looked down at Erin. "I didn't know if you would want to go all the way on a first date."Erin patted Renée's. But especially now that it was summer vacation and I didn't have anything to worry about but life-guarding, working out, and getting laid, I'd been putting those talents to especially good use. Maybe that was why when I turned on the TV in the Den one early morning and found that whoever had used the TV last had been watching a DVD, my mind went straight to the gutter. It basically never left. There were plenty of perfectly ordinary explanations for why someone might have watched a DVD late.