He was handsome, tall and, from what she could tell in the dark, had an amazing figure. She was so turned on by what she was doing that her legs found...their way over to him before she could tell she was walking."Hi, Naughty Boy," she said, using his screen name to identify herself as MissPeach, the girl who called him to the spot for a meeting.He looked her up and down and smiled. He grabbed her wrist and led her off where it was more private in the woods.She hadn't expected they would go to. It turned out that they were pretty damned decent and Harry signed them up to be the house band for the next three months. I never had to buy another drink when I was in the bar.The band started referring to me as their manager even thought I never did anything for them but put Harry and Andy in touch. Anyway, the band threw a party one Sunday to celebrate their move into 'the big time' and I was invited. I was leaning against a wall sipping a beer and watching Andy's girlfriend trying to fall. " I know, but you have to try to put it out of mind...and from the soundof it, you have little choice. You just have to get some more cases under yourbelt and then find a better place to work, maybe even go out on your own." Yeah, that sounds good, Auntie." Alexandra hugged her."Now, go make me proud." Her aunt walked her to the door and gave one last pieceof advice. "Don't tell your hubby."Alexandra agreed. She remembered how mad he'd gotten last year when he foundout that her boss had made a. Here's the soap.” Feeling we had crossed a boundary, I replied, “Me neither. Should I get in to save water?” Having reached a point of no return, I quickly stripped and joined him under the shower. Space was so tight we could not avoid physical contact. I took the soap and lathered it on my chest. I could not resist doing the same to Bob and thought to myself, “I wonder which of us will bend over to wash their feet first.” I enjoyed the feel of Bob's hard hairy chest. So different to a woman's.