Montague got out of the bath and dried himself with asoft warm towel. He went back into the bedchamber,where a lighted candelabrum was beside the bed....By itslight he could tell that the room was completelyfurnished as a woman's boudoir. His military equipmentand clothing had all been removed. There was agenerous four-poster bed, quilted with deep blue andscattered with pillows. Draped over it was a longcreamy silken nightgown. By the window was a largedressing table, its surface covered with. In fact, he had done more than his share. But he had never found his way to these sites. He always thought that there was something sad about phone sex. For some reason, this same thought had just carried on into the digital age. He started to look through and realized that as his mouse cursor moved over each picture it would come to life with a real time video of the woman advertising. Each of these women was obviously in her bedroom and simply had found a way to make some extra money. in. There was a pool of liquid sliver, the moon casted it’s color onto the spring, and there was a waterfall of warm water, poring itself into the pool. Amy gasped in awe. I smiled at her, and winked. “Come with me, and lets have a swim.” “Like naked?” Amy asked, blushing the whole time. “Well yes, why get our clothes wet?” I jogged over to my secret hiding spot, a hole in a bottom of a tree truck, and pulled out a cooler. I popped it open, and inside was a few towels, a blanket, and some. I was like hell yea but when she asked me if im interested idk why but i said no. She was like are you crazy why the hell not then i let it slip and said "well they arent you and i want you only". She of course was shocked and went silent but i saw her face and she was blushing but ofcourse i played it off and said i was joking.Then she said something that kinda took me by surprised. She said i was kinda hoping you would say that and said why do you think im always wearing such sexy stuff.