She took his hand, again, and helping him to stand, took his undershirt, and drawers from him. He WAS mucho malo. He had been hiding a friendly weapon...in his pants. She smiled and complimented him, and began to lead him to the bathroom. She DID have fresh towels, so she turned on the water and asked if he liked it hot, or just warm. His smile spoke volumes. "ANY way you like, KITTEN. I'm used to having it any way you can think of." She made it a little warmer than body temperature, and led him. She is 5'11", real blonde hair, piercing blues andshe is so thin. She is the opposite of Peter, she swims, jogs, doesaerobics classes. She looks perfect all the time. The amazing thing isthat she is so smart too. She has bachelor's and master's in economics fromWellesley College (they met at a bar in Boston, he was in residency at MGHand she was part-time modeling and part-time economic mathematicalsimulations for a Professor in Cambridge).They have 5 children, all brilliant and all either. This was my time. I love music, it can move me. To be honest dancing is close to masturbating, you let your body move to the rhythm of the music while slightly brushing your hands on your body causing the men around you to drool and wish you were naked. Maybe my dancing is somewhat provocative and suggestive, but that is the only way to release tension in public and express my sexuality. And although I prefer dancing alone, for many reasons, one of which is nobody gets in the way of the rhythm,. She was very pleased that we wanted to engage in the action, and welcomed us into her little group. After I rang off, it had all been arranged, I waited in eager anticipation for my white envelope to plop through the door. Saturday arrived and I waited with nervous anticipation for the special delivery to come through my letter box. I didn't have to wait too long, as about ten am, there it was on the hall mat. Ripping it open the card revealed a “Number Seven” What I thought I would do was to.