Don’t get me wrong, I love the guys, but really, living with them is sometimes more than I can handle. “Holly!” “What, Mark?” “Where are...my underwear?” “How should I know, I don’t wear them.” “Yeah, but I thought you washed them.” “I don’t do your laundry, Mark, and you know it.” “I know, but I kind of threw them in with your clothes last night, and now I can’t find them. Have you seen ‘em?” “No.” “Can I look for them?” “Yeah, but if you mess my drawers up in the process . . .” “I won’t, I. "You like that book baby girl?" I asked. My voice a little deeper and commanding than normal. I think she caught on to it. There was a little pause as she rolled over and looked into my eyes. "Mhmm..." she replied. Even though her reply was little more than a grunt, her voice still trembled slightly. "Does it turn you on?" I asked as my arms wrapped around her. One hand around her hips and the other across her stomach, sliding up and groping her softly. "I don't know. Maybe..." She trailed off. If we get all this book-work done tonight, and get you home early, then tomorrow, we can have a leisurely day to explore, and talk, and generally not rush or stress. And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is my evil plan!”She pouted for another moment. “So, you have me all hot and willing, here on your bed, and you don’t want to fool around even the least little bit?”“Nope.”She looked startled. “You don’t?”“Oh, hell yes I do! You are wrong as you can be. I’m simply willing to wait until tomorrow,. This is devine! Back to reality with a jolt as the waitress arrives & asks "is everything OK?" we both jolt at the interuption & don't grasp immediately what she means.. "Yes everything is just perfect" I stammer, "Can I get you anything else?" oh yes please I want my girlfriends other leg to fondle I think but instead I laugh & say "2 coffes please" "No problem, coming right up" she says, "take your time, we're in no rush! she smiles & heads off" I look at you, you look at me, were both frozen.