Morris, a long weekend with me in your sleeping bag. How about it?" You are really antsy," he said with a laugh. "Hey Phil," he yelled toward the open...office door, "come in here."The big young man came in and stood by Vixen's knees, aware of the warmth of her body. "Want you to meet one of my favorite students. Vixen, Phil. She's thinking about a quick trip down the beach to do some painting. Interested?" Sure, when?" he said, forcing himself not to look at her jutting breasts, probably the. She hated him for forcing he to recognize that she loved it. She loved him? oh my god she loved the arrogant bastard. He pushed her buttons in just the right sequence and she loved him for it. Miriam finally turned off the ignition. She looped the lanyard with her key ring around her wrist, unbuckled her seat belt and flipped the visor down to check her make up in the vanity mirror. There were tears in her pretty eyes. A quick dab with a crumpled tissue put that right and her habitual. I couldn't go with anyone else, even though we were at odds that weekend." That true?" asked Claire her eyes shining."It's true." Since when?" Oh," he said, "I think it was when you said you wee gong to see Gary. You were resolute and told me to keep out of your business. You were strong and independent." Let's dance," she said.It was a slow dance and she came into his arms, her arms round his neck and she pressed herself against him. He put his hands low on her waist and pulled her to him. He. As if to compensate, Ashley was just too pretty for a boy.At the instigation of his very assertive sister a number of times in their past seventeen years Ashley had been reluctantly persuaded to change clothing and roles with Alyce. Much to his surprise Alyce had been readily accepted as Ashley and to his acute embarrassment he'd passed undetected as Alyce. Something she'd continued to use against him whenever he had tried to assert himself in an unduly masculine way. Ashley was having more .