We both stared out at the river silently. I waited for her to say something. I really didn’t know how to start this rendezvous. I mean, how did I be...in this? We were meeting so I could take her virginity for gosh sake. We had never even been alone together. Just as I was about to get nervous about the silence, she turned, looked at me and quietly began to talk.“Michael, I need to tell you I’m quite scared. I didn’t think I would be. I mean, I know I come across as a know it all and everything,. Take a good long look at that succulent peach just waiting for your attention,” I growled, reaching down to stroke his sandy-colored buzz cut. Letting my hand drift down his neck and shoulders, I felt the muscles taut and ready beneath his smooth skin, and as he remained motionless with his nose mere inches from my wife’s parted, salivating snatch, I continued to stroke his broad back, his trim waist, and finally, his firm, round haunches ... giving them nice sharp slaps to test their readiness. "OK Stephanie; Tracy will show you around and tell you about rules andthings. If you have any worries, come see me." Yes; thank you Matron."She sighed again and then smiled. "I wish all the girls were so polite.Remember Tracy, trouble equals no sweets." Yes Matron; come on Steph, lets show you around."With that, she grabbed me and hauled me up another flight of steps.As we went, Tracy started talking nineteen to the dozen."Well Steph, take no notice of Matron, her bark is worse than her. He realized that the idea was wishful thinking. In a tit-for-tat world Frank knew that Jason would ice Aaron and the forecast, and that wasn't acceptable. He drew a deep breath. He was about to walk to the office door to greet Jason, but he thought better of it."Tell him to come in, Jeannette." he answered through the intercom.Jason Lowell was a slender man, and that gave him the appearance of being taller than he was. His wavy, reddish hair was a little longer than most, combed thoughtlessly.