Not when we're doing so well this season, but they need someone to take over for Guillen for a month. Think you're up for it?"Steve couldn't suppress ...he smile on his face. "Hell yeah, I'm up for it." I thought you would be. As I said, they only need you for a month, but this is your chance to go to the show, albeit it temporarily. Show them what you've got."Steve rose to his feet and shook hands with his manager. "Thanks, Lonny. I won't disappoint you."_Now, two weeks later, he'd played only. What a come-on. As with every good presentation, it‘s always the parting remark, that sticks with you.And how it stuck. Over the next few days, Andrea was unable to think about anything else. And she felt her defenses weaken. She became aroused more and more, imagining Marion sitting in her house like the proverbial spider in her net, waiting for her prey. She did not visualise any certain deeds. Just the thought of this woman, of her macho presence, wrapped in coolness, elegance and her. She was tall, dark haired with olive skin and doe eyes, qualities common to my side of the family. We're all a bunch of Italians mostly, but if we were related, I'd have known it. A girl like that? Yeah, I'd remember her ten minutes later. Ten years later, I bet. She had a body to go with her beautiful face. Some proud breasts, not large, but firm and beneath that a thin waist and narrow, but deftly rounded hips. Her dress wasn't hiding her shape at all and I watched the girl move and smile,. She turned away then, and crossed the room to switch on the stereo radio. She found the station they'd had in his car and the soul-music immediately helped lessen the tightness inside her.Jamey came around the bar and approached her, handing her a glass of yellow milkish liquid, it's appearance surprising her."Try it," he said.She did, feeling a certain wickedness in tasting the first sip, once more surprised at the sweetish, licorice flavor. "Hmmm," she responded. "It's good." Thought you'd.