Her lips were tight. I think she was holding her breath. This was wrong. She didn’t want me there. She was too tightly wound. But she didn’t push...me away, so I lay there next to her a long while, running my fingers across her tummy, slowly inching under her shirt, touching her midriff. Her stomach muscles were tense, and unresponsive. I lay my hand there for a while, without moving, listening to her shallow breathing, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest. After an eternity she. .look, I had a really bad day, and I just..." And you figured staring at half-naked ladies rubbing their mammaries inyour face at the end of the day would make you feel better." The woman'stone remained sarcastic. "I'm sure that tip you gave her was money well-spent, too." Lady...if you don't like what's going on in here, why are you here tobegin with?" Peter challenged."Because what goes on in here amuses me." The woman maintained her slightsmile as she continued her impromptu verbal spat. "I. I accompanied Sylvia when she registered, paid her deposits and got her room keys. ‘I’m in room F18,’ she told me. ‘That’s the floor below me,’ I told her, ‘I’m in G42.’ Floors D, E and F were used to accommodate female students only and constituted a serious honey pot for the randy male students in the rest of the halls. At the end of each floor was a utility room with a washing machine, dryer and ironing facilities. There was also a kitchen with a fridge, kettle and small cooker. Since meals. And, when I suggested it might be time to give Karin a call, Sandi opposed it. She said to just sit tight and Karin would call me."You know women pretty well, Jake, but I know them better!" She said with a little wink. Well, that was indisputable, her realty commissions bore that out.Sure enough, after about two weeks, I got a call from Karin. By the way, my numbers are all unlisted. She asked me why I hadn't called her.I gave the old 'pressing business' excuse which she readily accepted. She.