He dared not stand there too long, but as he hurried by he couldn’t help but wander “Is she doing this on purpose.” After eating a bowl of cere...l Todd sat down and began flipping through the TV channels. There is never anything to watch on Saturday mornings. “Bye stud!” he heard his sister yell as she walked out the door. Sitting there bored Todd remembered the night before. “This is my chance to go snooping through her room.” Todd quickly ran upstairs and walked into Ashley’s room. It was. It just got way too hot in the bar with all the lights and people, sipping on a cold beer helped too.Maartje joined me, sighing she said, "Too hot for me." Me too," I smiled."I need a cool shower and perhaps a massage... ," she said with a sly smile."Have to be a quick one," I replied."Quick is good," she answered back before kissing my cheek and heading back into the bar.I slipped over the edge of the balcony onto the ground and met Maartje as she headed to the washrooms. Once there we were. .There was something hard pressing against my forehead. I lifted my headup and looked. It was the steering wheel. I was tired and groggy and Ihurt all over. I tried the car. It started. Somehow, I made it to thehighway. Somehow, the highway became my parking lot. Somehow Istaggered into my apartment and plopped on the bed.I went to sleep.Chapter 6. Waking up the next morningWhen I awoke, it was light. I woke up slowly. Slowly, throbbing enteredmy senses. Slowly the feeling of having a head. I felt oddly empowered, I’d embarked on course of action and come what may set on a voyage of sexual discovery. But gosh, he sounded so clinical asking what I did and didn’t like, almost a turn-off, nothing flirty and dirty and decidedly cautious – did I persist, or dismiss him as although too timid. And the questions: had I thought I might have to strip bare, could he touch my bare skin and how would I feel about it? How might my fiancé feel about it all – had I consider his emotions in this.