‘Which direction, Enrica?’ I asked. ‘Straight. Make the right at the light and left on Cumberland,’ she said. I pulled into the college traffi.... ‘Do you mind if I sit in the front seat with you?’ ‘Be my guest. I’ll just pull over and…’ ‘Keep driving, Mr. Hazlette. I’ll just climb over the seat.’ Before I could protest she had swung her legs over the seat, slithered over the top of the seat, and graciously settled into the seat ruffling her skirt back into place. Her feet were well formed and. "You look fine," he shrugged."Oh no," Jeff had said. "My hair is a total mess and I have to get out of these yucky clothes."Rafe just shook his head and plopped down in a kitchen chair, hooking a long muscled leg over the armrest, one hand under his shirt, idly rubbing the golden hair on his ripped stomach. The casual, self-assured pose reminded Alison of something very familiar. It came as something of a shock when she realized what it was: it was the way her boyfriend used to sit.Alison stood. ’ Mr. Ingram took Maureen shoulder straps and pushed them over her arms. He reached behind and found her dress zipper. It glided down her lissome backbone. He smoothed the loosened bodice off her breasts. The dress dropped from her waist. Maureen wore no underwear. Her entire body was fully accessible to Mr. Ingram’s advances. Mr. Ingram drew Maureen in for a kiss, rubbing her nipples against his hairy chest. Their lips were firmly locked. Wetted lips rocked as they raised their sexual. Come to think of it, she hadn’t learned the names of many people at the gym. Just faces. And bodies. Somehow, the nameless attention still made her feel pretty good. There was one name she was aware of, however, that didn’t make her feel very good. Josh Cameron was a ‘regular’, too, and frequently appeared at the gym at the same time as Reema and Cassie, much to the brown girl’s chagrin. In reality, it was entirely Cassie’s doing. Josh was quite possibly her favorite part of everything with.