. my dad loved her. You're just a kid, you don't know what love is and ... and..." she hesitated, sniffling, " ... neither do I." Rose?" he said; it w...s all he could say."Maybe ... maybe you will ... we'll see. You think she's kind, huh? More like her tits are kind of huge. I'm sure that has nothing to do with it," she said, her tone snappish again, though still considerably lighter. Whatever it was that was going through Rosalyn's head, her anger at least was cooling."I ... I mean, she's. Dresses to kill.”“Hah! That sounds like your type, alright.”“Yeah, she's something else.”“Maybe we could do a double date some time!” Flash's wide grin made his enthusiasm clear.“That would be... a very different experience than you're imagining.”The young specialist looked puzzled. “What do you mean?”Owen downed the rest of his brew as he glanced around the pub. He lowered the bottle to the table with a clank as his gaze returned to Flash. A silly smile spread across his lips and he shook his. As soon as there was eye contact he averted his eyes. That was a good sign if his posting was real. He may already be in the part he wants to play, and this was just one more step in what she was going for or what she thought she needed to make herself feel better about her job.“You can do this” her mind kept reminding her as she walked toward this mysterious man who wanted to be taught how to really treat a woman.Adam:As she walked up his palms began to sweat. Never had he actually thought. I stood up and turned to Don, "Maybe she likes her leg massaged." He came right over and began to massage her calf. Ken pulled her blouse off. She helped by shifting her shoulders, so I knew she was not saying 'no'. Don pulled her skirt off, then continued massaging her leg, moving up to her thigh. As I stood up, I looked at my wife, laying on a sofa in a hotel room, one man massaging her breasts from behind, the other massaging her leg, naked except for her panties. She was beautiful! Don.