Afterabout half hour a group of girls walked past and started to stare athim, a few minutes later he felt hands grabbing him and is lifted likehe didn...t weigh anything."That is dress I would like to try please," one of the girls that werestaring through the window said to the member of staff, as she gotcloser she eyed the ring and eased it off my finger and pocketed it.The member of staff, in her early twenties with long blonde hair startedto remove the dress from the mannequin, soon I realized. Should I go in the living room and just wait for her to get ready? Should I knock on the door and apologize for what I was doing? I'm thinking what the fuck am I gonna do now and her I hear call me from her room saying "get in here now you perverted fuck"I was shitting in my pants. I had no idea what was going to happen now. I had thoughts of her telling her daughter and husband. Things were flashing through my head like lightning bolts. I walked up to the door with my head down turned the knob. And you have moved to..."I broke from the rolls to arpeggios, playing up the neck on the banjo, hitting the peak of the instrument's range. She knew exactly where I was and the flute touched her lips, bringing angels down from heaven.The next session was with the full orchestra. I should have known better than to think that this was a surprise to anybody, even when I clump-thumped my way into the rehearsal hall. Jefferson was unloading out of his car when he saw us pull up and he hurried over. Like any typical school or work morning, time was tight and we knew that we needed to get moving. We both got up and went to the bathroom across the hall. While Monica sat and peed I started the water for our shared shower. It had been years since I had shared a shower, but like fresh lovers we needed to explorer each other bodies in every way. When the water was right we both stepped into the shower stall. We immediately locked in an embrace, allowing the warm water to slip down between us. My.