Still, I thought he would have by now. It was almost 11.I ran the shower and let the steam fill up the bathroom. I stripped off my clothes in front of...the mirror. tinyurl.com/KylieHotnDirty I thought about Josh watching me. I wished he was joining me in the shower. I stepped in. The warm water splashed against my silky skin. I took in a breath of steam, opening my lungs. I soaped up my shower sponge and ran it up my leg, following it with my razor. I did the same on the other leg. I ran the. By the way, this isn't some sort of fa?ade to avoid being drafted into the service, is it? Come to your sensesDad***December 15, 1968Dad and Mom,To answer your last question first, no Dad, this isn't any kind of ploy to avoid serving my country. As a matter of fact, I'd be pleased and honored to serve in any branch of military service as long as I could do it as a woman. I have made arrangements to move to an apartment with a few friends in January and I've taken a job at a local radio station. . beautiful."Lucy caught the hesitation and found herself using her fake laugh as she said, "I know what you must be thinkin'. how could I be wearin' such a thing in the middle of the day? When you've been in the modeling business as long as I have, you begin to just always be prepared for a shoot!"Gracie was nice enough to laugh, though she shot her husband a glance before continuing to take in the view.Lucy stepped closer to Tuck and nudged him in the ribs before escorting them to the guest. Guess where we’re flying to?” I squealed with delight. “You’re coming to see me!” “Yep, we’ll be there tomorrow around two.” I didn’t know what to say. “I have to go now Becky see you soon.” I said goodbye and hung up the phone too excited to do anything else. My apartment was small and only one room, I didn’t need any bigger. But I wasn’t going to have them staying in a hotel so I blew up an air mattress to set in my living room. The drive to the airport seemed to take forever and when I.