. slight sound... a strange one... like a zipper slowly moving.Three buttons... a breath... maybe.She allowed her blouse to slip from her shoulders. B...ood was pounding furiously through her temples. Then she heard it.It was a long, deep breath. Now she knew exactly where he was. He was on the other side of her bed... watching... watching her. The double-size bed between them gave her comforting protection.She tossed the shirt as casually as possible in his direction and then unzipped the back. And quickly I looked for a piece of paper in my pocket, a small slip of paper like one of those white half sheets of paper that come with stationery, the piece of paper with something Martha had written on it, and the paper was gone. My mouth dropped open as a terror went through me, and I realized I could never get the piece of paper back.When I opened my eyes I was sitting up in Martha's bed. Martha slept beside me, unmoving. I was not panting or trembling, but I felt creepy. There was a loud. " My pleasure--working out of my home definitely has advantages." Sean looks for a hug, "So, anyway, sounds like you're ready to shack up with me." I am, but your parents will have a grandmal seizure. I'll lose their respect."With tongue in cheek, "Well, finding out that you're a naturist will take care of that anyhow." I'm glad you brought that up. I feel suffocated here, not being able to run around naked. Jeff complains about that too." Yeah, I figured that rule would be toast after our. Thin blue mats have been placed in the center of the floor where two women are engaged in a wrestling match. Lining this makeshift "ring" is a group of cheering women. Another woman in a referee's t-shirt signals the end of the match as one of the combatants taps out to her opponents choke-hold. "Here I thought you were gonna wuss out.", a voice behind you.You turn and see your friend Melanie, a gorgeous girl with short, spiky red hair. A few days earlier you had made a few chauvinistic jokes,.