"I came in that door. I thought you knew." She folded the towel in half three times and placed it atop the toilet lid."N ... no. I mean ... aren't the... outside doors and windows closed and locked?"The smile returned, and she shrugged. "I don't know." What do you mean..." He tightened his fingers on the edge of the door when her hand suddenly shot out to push it open. "What are you doing?"She stopped pulling against the resistance of his grip on the inner door, grabbed the towel bar on the outer. Maybe it's inborn ... maybe it's all part of women's secrets passed from mother to daughter ... girls know how to get the most out of flashing. And guys are easily teased. It's not good for our brains ... oxygen starvation. The blood that carries the thinking carries it to a much smaller brain. Redirect that oxygen carrying blood and we tend to babble. Nerve endings that carry sight to the brain send the signals south; uncharted territory is a discovery every second. I was making a lot of. Then she grumpily sat up to accept herhusband’s greeting.Andy good-naturedly accepted the verbal abuse from hiswife, admitting that he should have kept quiet. Hepointed out though, that Donna had called him over, notthe other way around.All this time Andy was looking at me, his eyes lockedonto my lips, which only a moment before had been gluedto his wife’s. God, how embarrassing!Suddenly embarrassment about kissing Donna was replacedby shock when Andy pulled his polo shirt off over. Absolutely not. No way am I going through Ship's academy with a genius by my side, and in addition to that, she has a photographic memory. I'll feel like a fool the first day. No, Jeff. It is not going to happen." Ever make love on a firing range?" he interrupted, pulling her to him, his lips seeking hers."You are not going to get my mind off this with sex. No, Jeff. I ... mmmm," she mumbled into his mouth.He pulled her tighter to him, his hand sneaking under her top to tweak a suddenly.