.. Well, he wrote it regular, and then Gwen made him play it in that weird rhythm. I don’t know. I guess all our songs end up being a group effort.�...�“That’s so cool. It all sounds good.”I leaned back in my chair. “Thanks ... Do you want to try one we used to do? I know you like this one, because you learned it even before I did.”“Which one?” Pete asked.“Then She Did... “He nodded slowly. “Yeah, that is a good song. You guys nailed it at the band battle.”“Well, let’s try a quieter version right. ..damnit,I couldn't be arsed,what was it called?...going commando,yeah I'd go commando,lol.Just as I left me bedroom mam called up, "Bring the laundry hamper down will you?" Oh for christ's sake,what was I,her sodding slave? Muttering to myself I detoured to the bedroom & there it was again,that smell! Well I couldn't help meself could I? I lifted the lid & there they were,my dad's soiled undies.Goes without saying that me knob stiffened up.I picked them out of the hamper & shoved me nose in. We kissed and caressed each other. Parting, she pushed me down to sit on the bed, then did a slightly drunken model walk around the room, with plenty of arse wiggling. Grinning she hitched up her dress, revealing a pair of shapely black-stocking legs, then she perched one stocking I whistled appreciatively and reached out to stroke them. She took off her shoes without ceremony and perched her right leg on the bed next to me. I ran my fingers over that lovely silken material, enjoying the sigh. Reynolds corny jokes and played up to him just like she should. She was careful though not to get too overly friendly as she hadn't read him completely yet. She wanted to appear friendly and sociable, but not overtly sexual. She was a secretary, not a hooker!The meeting went well. Mr. Reynolds took the information that Peter gave him into consideration and evaluated what they had done for him so far. He had done very well with Silver Hills Securities and was very pleased with the reports and.