"She rolled her eyes, partly in fun. "Yes, but, what are you going to wear? I assume you're not sleeping in your clothes." You assume right. I am goin... to hang my clothes in the closet, and just wear my boxers. Hope that doesn't offend your morals." Oh. MY morals. That's a good one. I'll just wear my panties. You've seen my tits before, I'm sure, so you won't be seeing anything new." She smiled."That's one pair I never tire of admiring. They are simply the most beautiful pair I have ever seen. What wouldn't a girl do for that opportunity?'Oh, Dr Beck... Colin.' I leant right forward to show him how keen I was, as well as what would definitely be on offer if he came up with the goods. I fluttered my eyelashes at him, again, but that was really wasted for his eyes had moved downwards, again. 'It would be marvellous if you could get me a room in Regent's. I'd be ever so grateful.' I put a lot of stress on the 'ever so'.He looked pleased, but a bit suspicious, as though he couldn't. Because it was so late, we used the trolling motors so we were kind of silent. If anyone was watching they could see we were moving away by our running lights and our large battery-powered spotlight.Once we were down around a hook of land that came out from the west bank, we stopped and just waited and talked. Sam took a short nap on the live well and Hector and I talked about what I wanted on my new truck. Then we heard it. It sounded like another boat, but much stronger. Sam was awake in. M., and Sue’s suitor sent a reply by four the same afternoon. Sue was still sleeping when I heard the tell-tale ‘ping’ of an incoming email. For the briefest of moments, I thought about not opening it, but I couldn’t resist the temptation.My fingers were shaking and my body was on a wave of adrenaline, enjoying the delicious anticipation of reading the message from Brandon. I realized how overwhelmed I was to be playing the game again after our two-month hiatus.‘Hi, Sue,Great to finally know.