"Settle down, Vanessa," I pleaded with her. "I'm just a little curious and want to have a little fun." Vanessa was slowly calming down. "So, you think...she looks like Joan Jett, do you? How long did it take you to figure that out?" "About two seconds after I met her, you fuckstick! Look, I'll do what you want on this, but if you want to move in with them or something, you've got to promise me that you won't let it interfere with your weekend jobs. Just remember, when you don't work I don't get. But I was feeling playful and couldn’t get the pictures of those big cocks out of my head.So, I whispered back to him, “Thank you, Darrell and I have to admit that I’ve enjoyed watching you boys too. In fact, I might have seen more of you than you realize.”He gave me a side-ways look and laughed as he whispered, “What do you mean by that, Coach? Have you been peeking at us in the showers or something?”I knew that I was taking things a little too far, but I said, “This could all be a. "Nothing. Only a faint hope. There may be one who will save me from my boredom this year," she answered in both frustration and hope.The Lady Neha watched the dark green water slide quietly along the sides of the dhow. The sun had not even risen above the mountains to the east when she had boarded the boat in Memphis for the five-day sail up the Nile to Karnak. Now it was close to noon on the fifth day. Even this early in the day the brutal Egyptian sun beat down. The awning over head shaded. He, his father, and Brandon had spent the night there while Lynn, Denise, and Marlene stayed at his house. This was the first night since he moved in with Lynn that they had spent apart and he missed her terribly.He tried to convince her to let him stay at their house after the rehearsal dinner the night before, but Lynn wasn't taking any chances. She wasn't the superstitious type, but for this she stood her ground. There wasn't anything that was going to cast a cloud over their day.After.