If I did go to her room, Anna might reject me -- in which case she was rating my worth after I had lessened the insult. Or, hopefully, Anna would deci...e to forgive me -- once again it being her decision not mine.I said my goodnights as well and advised Doug and Ma when they asked that my date had gone well and that Rosalee was a nice girl. Then I took a long hot shower (cold might have been better), wasting the water but enjoying the sharp needles turning my flesh lobster pink. It gave my. The arousal in his eyes made him look like a man who fully consumed by his lust. She wrapped her legs around him and locked her ankles. Leaning up she bit into his shoulder as he humped her like an a****l in heat.The sounds of their grunts and moans echoed loudly in the mostly empty loft apartment. The headboard soon became a victim of her passion as Rhea clung onto it, bent at the waist, while her lover entered her ass, with his hands resting firmly on her flared hips and his pelvis slapping. Turned his head up from the hood of the car and looked. Straight at her, into her eyes. Into her SOUL. She had to check herself. Had she said that out loud? She was so flustered, she almost didn’t notice him smiling at her. No, not a friendly mechanic smile, but a smirk. A sexy smirk. Okay. Two can play that game. She half smiled at him. He straightened up from bending over the car and started wiping his hands on his work towel, all the while smiling. She winked at him. She started laughing to. It wasn't much different compared to Friday morning, when everyone stillthought I was a girl. I was generally left alone, even if the staringcontinued.I sat down at our regular table with my tray of food, happy to be infriendly company. Everybody else was already eating."Tough morning?" Emily asked."No, not really," I replied. "Most people still think I'm a girl."Kathy giggled at my statement, much like she had last week when Icomplained about the same thing."Weren't you complaining about that.