I stepped out and wiped off the mirror. I was a mess. My pale blonde hair was in knots and my face was red hot. I looked at and admired my body. Naked...and wet I was only about 5 foot 7 and 165 pounds. My breasts were uneven but that was easily fixable with a bit of padding. There really wasn’t much fat on me, I was pretty muscular. Jackson knocked again and I started to dry. I walked out with the towel wrapped around me and darted to the back room. I was the only female in the ten person crew. Marc was sitting on top of a picnic table, he had his usual sports jacket on with his dark jeans. He had one head phone in that was lost amongst brown wavy hair. You couldn't miss him, he was quite the size. He wasn't fat or anything, had quite a bit of muscle about him and he was just a mass bulk. Nicest guy I've ever met tho, "Hey mate" I said as I got over to him. "What's up Josh?" He asked as he jumped off the picnic table and tucked away his headphone. "Ah you know, same old same old,. She’s like “what. Why are you staring at me like I am not wearing anything” and started wiping my hair with the towel. We were close. I gently put my hand on her waist “you could have at least worn something before coming back naa.” I told her. She said “you were also wet na waiting, you can catch cold. And as it is you also have to remove your clothes” we laughed. “there’s no one at home so you also remove your pants here only, I don’t want to clean the house now” she added “come inside, you. . The elevator quickly emptied out, and I yanked my hand out of your pants. You began to walk towards the opening of the elevator, but I put my left hand, my thumb still hot and slick with your juice, on your shoulder and stopped you, and I pressed the button for the twelfth floor with my right.Some people tried to enter the elevator, but I shook my head and shut the doors on them. Before the doors were fully closed my lips were crushing yours, and our tongues furiously slapping each other. Our.