He wasn't rushed, but taking his time to make sure enjoyed all the charms of her body. He also alternated massaging both her breasts, taking time to t...ckle her nipples and flick them in a way that drove her absolutely crazy. Kelli was squirming all over the bed and trying to push her chest into his hand. She wanted constant contact with him. The teasing was making her blood boil. Her dad pushed his hand into her shorts and panties, which were just as wet from arousal as from the hose. The only. "Easier with her to focus on." Naturally."The toilet flushed again."What time is it?" Mark asked, lifting his head to see over Joe to the bedside table. "Two? Damn." Yeah, we've been asleep for a few hours now."Joe turned to his side, watching the bathroom's light under the door. He could see her shadow and knew she was moving about the room. Mark moved close up behind him."Now what?" Mark whispered.Indeed. Joe hadn't thought about it. Joe could feel Mark moving behind him, but he wasn't. He sank into the water and ducked his head under, figuring the feeling would pass as soon as he settled in at camp and opened his first beer. Justin held his breath and raked his hands through his hair, washing the dirt from the back of his neck. He rubbed the stubble on his jaw where the dust always seemed to get caught after it snuck under his helmet. When he’d run out of air and places to clean, he pushed upwards until just his head and chest emerged from the water. A soft shuffling sound. "When you make the kind of money I do, you stay thin whether you want to or not." You're still dancing?" I ask. She used to go to ballet practice three times a week, and I never let her know that I did go to all of the shows she was in, even if it meant sitting in the last row among soccer moms and proud grandparents, ducking behind blue-haired ladies so Nicole wouldn't catch a glimpse of me sitting in the audience."Yeah, I'm trying to make a living with it. I live in New York now, you know?".