He stood up, now eye level with Joe's chest.Joe couldn't help but chuckle and say "guess this gets you back foralways having that inch over my 5'11", ...ot your 6' now." But Chrisobviously did not see the humor. He did, however, have the posture of astripper. Butt proudly thrusted back and breasts pertly thrusted forward.Joe could not help but admire. "Well," Joe said, "you're definitelycloser, but I don't think you're done."Chris, with a much higher voice now felt compelled to ask, "Like what!?". I would but I really don't think I can spare the time." I'll cover for you here," offered Mark. "With only forty-eight hours at a time maximum on my own I can probably avoid a cock-up."Robert smiled. "OK, I'll think about it." Thank you, Sir."When nothing had been said further a week later Mark broached the subject again."I really don't think it's on, Mark. I mean it's a great idea but there's really so much else going on that I wouldn't be able to devote sufficient time to it." Tell you what,. Yumi turned to look at him. "Do you need help studying?" She asked. "Really? I'm not good at this, so I could use all the help I could get." He said, running his fingers through his spiky, dark brown hair. Yumi just nodded. "I'll go change and meet you in your room." She told him. In her room, Yumi changed into another shirt, and a pair of sweatpants, before tying her hair into pig tails. She wondered how she got the courage to actually suggest helping Paul out, and figured that she needed to. I closed the bathroom door and stripped out of my clothes then stepped into the shower and pulled the plastic curtain closed. When the water was nice and warm I stepped under the cascading flow and let my oily hair get nice and wet then poured some shampoo into my hands and began washing my hair. I had been working the shampoo into my hair for a minute or two when I heard the curtain slide back then close again. "That you Jack?" I asked. There wasn't any answer and with the shampoo in my hair.