"Let's take a look at you." She helped Stacy stand up. Her hands were dry and a little rough, her fingers delicate and strong at the same time.Stacy h...d felt small and girlish around Betty. As she stood in front of Helen, she felt like a cow. Helen was two or three inches shorter and so lean. Stacy had a lot more up top but she also had more across the middle and backside. Where Stacy was soft and rounded and to be honest, carried a few extra pounds, Helen was flat and hard and almost. "You know I can't just leave it at that." He switched off the water and held her hand while she stepped out. She grabbed a towel but had barely dried her face when he scooped her up and dumped her on the bed, moving over top of her. "Hey!" she protested. "We'll get the sheets all wet." "Here's hoping." Dom kissed her deeply. Lani shivered at the sensation of his warm body against hers as the water cooled off. His wet but cool hands moved over her body and she twisted under him, not sure whether. "She calmed down and faced him and me. "I've wanted to kill him since I was twelve. I should have done it sooner. I'll be good to you, Tony." She was facing him and I realized that the vest she was wearing was all she was wearing above the waist. She opened it to show her breasts in obvious invitation."All right, Morgan. Let's finish this job. Then you put out for me tonight." She nodded and pushed the woman. Tony took the other wagon and the three continued to the store. They went inside. I blushed as she turned away and headed to the door. As her hand fell on the doorknob she turned to see me running my fingers back through my hair. "I don't know about you, but I appear to have somehow worked up an appetite. May I at least offer you afternoon tea before our evenings engagement?" How could I refuse? Bernhardt was waiting at the front door when we had appeared after cleaning up, with a cab waiting just outside. I guess that had been Contessa Vincente's shouted instruction to.