She shyly smiled at the man, nodded a thanks, and sipped the wine.With her pretty face and sexy body, Jen was always getting hit on. She considered wh...t she was wearing. She hadn't purposely dressed to thrill. Still, all her skirts were shorter nowadays, so she knew she was showing a lot of leg. She had worn a light blouse since it was a warm day, and the neckline swooped somewhat, so while her assets weren't that much on display, she knew she was probably showing some cleavage. And she wore. That thing is class. John wants to get rid of it and is willing to sell it way under value. It will carry almost as many as the air wagon and is twice as fast." Yeah, but it isn't a Cessna and that's what you guys do out here," I said thinking that a Cessna dealer would want to have Cessnas around."We're a Cessna dealer, warranty, and service center. We also are certified to work on Beechcraft, Piper, and most other small aircraft. We can work on piston, turbo props, jet assist, even. The one I’m guarding (I guess it must be a girls’ team) keeps bumping me. Her team wears silly nightcaps.But then I wake up and what’s going on?I’m still on the court, but also in my bed. But it’s not my gym shorts that are slipping down; it’s my sheet. I crack an eye enough to tell that my door’s ajar, the hall light silhouetting Andrea’s nightcap beside my bed.Holy shit! Better shut my eyes and act asleep.A hard-on’s not something that you can just will away, especially coming out of a dream. ”“Have you had a massage before?”“No.”“May I offer you one for free?”“I would have to give you something.”“Let’s just say it would be my pleasure.”The two nineteen year olds stare into each other’s eyes with smiles on their faces.“Follow me. I’ll take you to the secret place.”“You mean out of the way?”“I mean out of the way where we can be alone.”Umut, beginning to feel hard, but able to suppress the desire, holding his towel judiciously, rises and follows Mehmet down the passage way and.