"Is it okay if I put my Caf-Pow away first?" Abby's voice had turned soft and tentative now and that gave Gibbs a huge charge."Go for it but be quick.... He watched as she skipped into the kitchen, her hair down her back. She was an intriguing blend of sensual woman and innocence, of intelligence and irreverence. He was so damned drawn to her.She came out of the kitchen and he motioned his head toward the stairs, taking a good look as she ran up them. There was no way a guy like him should have. I mean I was the childless, single one. Who else where they going to send bouncing across country at a moment’s notice? When I went to check in to my room, I should’ve known something was fishy, when I had to use my own credit card as a second payment option, just in case. The next day I started work, just like so many other jobs. I knew going in it was a long winded project and dove right in. I kept thinking about how much overtime I’d be getting to get this job done in time and on budget. A. Whatever.But I didn't like girls because I wanted kids. They were girls. It wassimple. Still there had always been this vague plan in the back of mymind. Some time in the future there was going to be living togetherwith a girl and having a family. Maybe... but the change to mygenetics from the spiders bite had thrown a monkey wrench in thosegears. It was something I'd been aware of but never properly thoughtthrough. Now I did, well it didn't seem so simple.Would my kids be mutants? Genetic. I flick my nipples, imagining you biting them. Can you taste my skin? I need more. I don’t want to be touching myself, I want it to be you. But you’re so far away. I step back under the water and wash the soap from my skin then I take the shower head down. I turn it to massage and crank the flow up so the water shoots out in a jet. I close my eyes and direct the water at my nipples. It tickles and teases, like your tongue. Bite me! Suckle me and make me moan. I move the jet down and lift my.