One minute he had been absent-mindedly doodling on a legal pad and half-watching clips from The Deadliest Catch on his computer, and the next minute a...young woman with an unusual voice had his total attention. She asked for a consult — the sooner the better — and Parker happily acquiesced. ‘How did you come to hear about me?’ ‘You were recommended to me by my parents, actually. The McCluskeys, George and Anna.’ The voice was bubbly yet somehow sensual, and there was a sweetness in the way she. "Damn," she muttered under her breath. The Alaskan sun was glowing warmly through the window, but the clock next to the bed revealed that it was just past 3am. "Saturday," she sighed, as she realized that he must have unwittingly awakened her when he left at 3:00. "Fishing again." She rolled to his side of the bed, savoring the scent left on his pillow.She hated fishing season. Hell, it had gotten to the point that she hated fish all together. Sex between them was almost non-existent from June. “So how do you feel today Lesley?”Now on the charts at the foot of my bed I was now “Ms Lesley Carmine” as I requested and not “Mr Leslie Carmine” as was.“Pretty good if a tad tender doc so when do I get to go home?”“I think tomorrow will do Lesley. Just don’t go straight into the gym and try lifting weights. Another week after this, which will be two weeks, and you can get back to exercising lightly again. Les this is the best work I think I’ve ever done. Even for someone as fair skinned as. “Now that you lost that extra inch of hem, I can tell that you.” I looked down and realized that his pinch had caused a jerk on my part. The jerk had ripped the slit of the dress on up till the spaghetti thin strap of panty crossing my hip bone was clearly visible. The man stood, smiled again and excused himself from my company. But in leaving, he motioned to the bartender, laid another $10 on the bar and told the man I would need another drink. I looked down and realized I had slopped half my.