"Uh... sort of a nickname... like Bernice."Her cheeks got pink and she wiggled in the chair. The nervousness in her eyes vanished."Could you ask me th... rest of the questions... in bed?" she asked."I wouldn't be able to remember my own name in bed," I said, a little breathlessly."Oh, well then I guess we'll have to do it the old fashioned way," she said. She was decidedly pink above that purple sweat shirt.Sabrina was like that. That's why I said she was classy. She wanted something... something. She took my hand and led me up the stairs. She had a short skirt and a tight white shirt. I saw her long slender legs which were nicely tanned and ached to touch her toned thighs. She pushed me into the bathroom and plopped down on my bed. I laughed and took a nice warm shower wiping all the sweat from my body. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me after I dried myself. I looked at the mirror in front of me and wiped the fog off. I looked extremely fit and well tanned from spending so much. The two of them settled into their room, unpacking a few clothes to last them the next couple of days. “After all the travelling I`ve done, I could sure use the shower first. You don`t mind do you?” “Help yourself, I`ll grab one after you.” Eve went through to the en-suite bathroom for her shower. Jenny finished unpacking and waited for Eve to finish in the shower. She heard the shower start and could hear Eve washing herself. Glancing over to the bathroom door, Jenny noticed that it wasn`t. Mom said, “Apparently, Brett has let himself off his chain.” She turned to Brett and added, “Good. Perhaps you can keep them in line. You’re certainly smart enough, charming enough, and delicious enough to do the job. I have high hopes for you, young man.”“Thanks, Sandy. I particularly appreciate such words from you.” He turned to Dad and said, while getting red again, “Since you and I seem to have ... similar size requirements for ... underwear, I was told to ask you if you had some ... an.