“See?” Her breath smoked in the cold. “That’s why I’m the boss of you.” “Really?” He stroked her face and smiled. “Don’t bet on i....” * Two hours later they were dried off and basking before a cracking pine-log fire, sipping the treat Jennifer had supplied. Andy Williams was crooning from the stereo and all was wreathed in thick gold tinsel. Bunched mistletoe hung from the rafters. “This is luxury,” Kimmie cooed. “And your eggnog is delicious! We should rent this chalet every Christmas.”. Sophia is Greek, and she comes to church with us on feast days.”Our soup arrived and that limited the conversation as everyone ate, and just as we finished our soup, the main dishes arrived, accompanied by several large bowls of rice. Everyone helped themselves to one or more dishes and we all began eating.“So you all met here?” Gene asked.“Except for Jos and me, and Sophia, Robby, and Lee, yes,” I replied.“Mike, are we going to do a concert this semester?” José asked.“You mean one for the dorm. Trying to mask his eagerness with casualness; good luck with that.I put off going into the office so I could watch the first round of auditions. Vanessa has invited the dancers, three at a time, to come to our loft. The Wrigley is only a block south of BaBoomz so the girls should be on time. They were.Stage names, of course. Which I don’t remember. I’ll call them Spring, Summer, and Fall. All were in the late 20s, early 30s. Only one was chewing gum.Vanessa was smiling, gracious, inviting them. I catch the scent of your perfume. Sitting in the still warm sand, waiting, watching you near, I feel my pulse quicken. Thoughts of your passion stirs my loins and begins the hardening. Rising to greet you, our lips meet and we kiss deeply, tongues dancing and probing. Your hot breath makes me feel on fire. I feel your body molding to mine, totally aware of your firm breasts and smoldering hips as I run my hands over your back and down to your tiny bottom. My big hands cupping you and pulling.