I climbed out of the shower, dried off and walked into the bedroom. Roger meet me halfway across the room, grabbed some lotion and started rubbing it ...ll over the area's he had just shaved. The feeling was incredible, especially when he stuck a finger in my ass. He put the lotion down and pulled me towards the bed. He told he to lay on my back and spread out spread eagle. I quickly agreed and lay down. Roger told me to close my eyes and trust him. I felt him pull my right hand up and tied. Most of the time she's pretty cool. She hangs out with me at home and gives me some advice on how not to be such a dweeb. But I had no idea what she was talking about now."Um, sure whatever," I replied. "Yeah, you can borrow my brain."She playfully smacked me upside the head. "I'm serious, dumbass! I want to borrow your brain ... well, just the really smart parts of it. And only for a few days. I've got the SATs next week and well..." she trailed off and shrugged.Vicky's a great sister and one. Way out in the field, there were shining targets set up on the fence posts. Pop cans up close, they were just shimmering dots on the horizon. I jacked a round into the chamber of my favorite rifle and sighed. I used to really get a kick out of this, but like everything else, it was just lousy anymore.I heard the truck stop in my driveway and the engine get killed. It was Slicker's truck. Loudly, I heard the radio keep giong. "Benny and the Jets" was playing. Damn Elton John. That song always. "I know you felt at one time that you couldn't stay away from your job for much more than a year." That part is working out better than I expected," he said. "In fact, it's the big argument for staying in Bradford. I'm getting a lot more done in Bradford than I could in New York because I mostly keep my nose to the computer screen. In New York, I was forever having someone plop their butt on my desk to tell me the latest dirty joke, or I had to go to a meeting or business lunch or show some.