." I'd like to do some things to that..." You got the drinks for Table Eighteen yet?" Brooke asked. She promptly got them. "Yo, Brooke. I got somethin... to show you," Brooke's friend and co-worker, Mark said. Mark was one of the few men who didn't lust after her constantly. He was also a server who was very good looking. Mark also had a crush on Brooke. He thought the smallest things she did was so sexy."What?" Brooke said to him.He held up a flier for a Spring Break Pageant. "This is right up. Mom would go to the same house every week. It wasn’t that far away and I could easily stay close enough to follow her on my bicycle. She would park along the street and then walk to the front door and just let herself in.The first week I slipped up to the house and looked in the windows. Nothing! I saw a couple of other women arrive, walk in, and go upstairs as they unbuttoned their blouses. Their skirts we up to their crotches too.The next Thursday I managed to find a ladder and I got up on. They could only wait. They had no idea about the situation Daniel had gotten himself into and it was still a total mystery where Jake was. In fact, Jake was staying at a just friends house just around the corner from his house. He just needed to get away from things for a while, he was confused and needed to think. He was feeling much better now and was thinking much more clearly. He had thought about nothing and no one other than Daniel for the past 2 nights and had calmed down by now. He had. When she would make a comment, that most men would recognize as suggestive, they seemed to go right over Bill’s head. Ann was starting to become more bold, by touching him on the shoulder, or wherever, when she wanted to ask him a question. The physical touches were maintaining contact longer, as time went by. When Ann could see he would be finished soon, she couldn't resist making one last, directed effort.Bill was standing on his ladder, starting a new strip of wallpaper at the top edge of.