As she neared she could make out that he was wearing a baseball cap pulled low shading his face, hoodie, sweatpants and scruffy trainers. He looked ro...gh and dangerous, perfect, her stomach flipped a little and another wave of warmth tickled her pussy.Looking straight ahead, as if she had'nt noticed him in the doorway, she marched past until she was standing directly in front of the entrance to the alleyway. Stopping, she bent over, legs perfectly straight and slightly apart as if she were. I went to a Halloween party dressed as an octopus, but when they realized that only one of the eight arms worked, I was busted. Anyway, “ he went on, “that’s another story. It all happened about eleven years ago. I had just finished a gig outside Ocean City at a place called the Chicken Shack. Maybe you remember it? It was an old chicken coop, converted to a crab house. No? Well, no matter. The gig location is not strictly germane anyway. So I had drunk more than I should have to be driving. My. Craig needed to see what she looked like. Maybe he could see her in the exercise room or at the pool.He thought that no one would be injured if a bomb went off in here when he walked into the exercise room a little after noon. There wasn’t a soul there. He tried some of the machines that were there and liked the soreness that they gave him.There were a few people lying around on lounges at the pool but none of the ladies had red hair nor were there any ladies that interested him no matter what. Frustrated, he still felt that he was confirming that something was coming with Anna, and he had high hopes for just how much was possible. Now, he had to deal with the morning's duty. He needed to pay a visit to Alex....Alexandra was Sam's junior business partner, and Cal hated her with a passion. She was 29 years old and fantastically beautiful, of Lebanese descent with shoulder-length, dark curls and a full 5'10" figure. He'd had many a fantasy about what he could do with that olive-skinned.