Now Toast had sidled up, caught a gander at this monument to matrimony, slid behind the door in convulsions and did his very best Groucho Marx eyebrow...lift, his tongue lolling lecherously as he gestured to the fellows comically to take a look see.I stepped out so as not to have to look at her in light or be thrown by the guys antics and commenced to explain my rental status. Seems old Cletus had boogied on down the road and skipped town without bringing up the fact that he'd rented the place to. Then, he caressed her legs from her ankles to her hips, taking in the shapes of her muscles in her calves and thighs.He stood, stripped off his jeans and gestured toward the bunk. "Shall we?" I'll get the lights."Lucas climbed to the upper bunk and switched on her lamp. Sharon doused the room lights and joined him.He eased her onto her back, grasped the waistband of her briefs and slid them off her legs. "You're not wasting any time," she remarked.Lying atop her, he held her face in his palms. .I mean..." I stammered. "It's OK honey, really." She said. "It's been a long time since a man has looked at me there, or anywhere for that matter." I could feel my blood surging to my groin. "Why?" I asked. "You are such a beautiful woman." She looked at me like she had never seen me before. Something stirred in her eyes, something animal, like a predator. "I haven't noticed how grown up you have become, and so sweet." She said. The words, warm and silky, like butter. She started looking at. ' The street facing the center was a one-way street barely two lanes wide with parking on one side. The street along the side of the building, wider, with two-way traffic and the occasional city bus, marked the edge of the village because on the far side was the parkland belonging to a century-old private golf course. Most of the houses were small single family dwellings but, on the corner across from the day-care, there was a large apartment building of perhaps 150 flats on ten floors. Local.