Time for you and me. After a nice dinner of fillet mignon, baked potato and a salad we sat on the couch in front of the fireplace. Your arms wrapped a...ound me and my head back against you. The cabin was quiet and we could hear the crackling of the firewood. After a while the only words of the night were spoken by you, ‘Hot tub!’ We got up and you held your hand out to me. Reaching out for it I took it as you led us outside. The lights were on and the water was bubbling. There was steam coming. “Wow” Meredith said, “ and how did you feel about that? Was Francine’s husband there? did he stare at your breasts? did he give you the eye?” she giggled.“No!” I almost snorted, “There weren’t any men there at all, just Francine and the buyer, Mary”“Aw” said Meredith, “That was no fun, imagine what it would have been like if there was a row of men there all staring at you, all salivating over your horny breasts”I blushed furiously, a momentary flash coming into my head of a row of men seeing me. The furniture looked untouched to her. Bethany Rose looked at the room again. ‘No, Mr. Ewart, I can do that.’ There was no way, she decided, that she was going to lose this chance. Besides, the bedroom door probably had a lock on it, wouldn’t it? ‘Let’s get something straight, right now, all right? I know that outside in public you may have to call me Mr. Ewart, but this is my house and inside you will call me James, Bethany Rose. Is that clear? James.’ The conviction in his voice almost scared. Minutes later, decision made, with smoking breath and toting a canvas hold-all nearly as big as herself, Amy quietly hummed as she followed Billy along the station concourse. If yuh want muh body, an’ yuh think I’m sexy … she sang quietly to herself as Billy unlocked the car. The heater fan in the old Allegro battled against the chill air while Billy, one hand in constant circles on the windscreen, peered through the persistently fogging glass and steered the car through the girder ribcage of.