He puts his hand on my thigh and he closes his eyes. A deep sigh of contentment escapes him. I know I should move his hand, I don’t want to give him... the wrong impression, but I don’t have the will power to do it. His hand is large, strong, and warm against my bare thigh. If he only slid his hand up just a few inches, he could feel how wet he's made me. I now have our apartment building in sight and his hand hasn't moved an inch. Damn it. On the bright side, he didn't throw up in my car. I park. You are fresh from university and are ready for your first day. As you enter the marble doors, you become a little nervous, the boss who took your interview seemed nice enough. You remember when you walked into the interview room expected a middle aged bachelor to see a glamorous, busty blonde in stilettos and a very low cut dress welcoming you. You take a deep breath, and enter the lift up to level 27 where your office is. Ding. As you walk out of the elevator, you are confronted with a maze. "Val broached the next test subject, "Tonto, Sara Miller-Tufts is now in the group as Jason's concubine. She is also the biggest unknown within the family. She is only 15-years-old, has been through a huge mental, physical and emotional trauma and (Please don't take this as a negative comment, Sara!) from a psychological standpoint has the greatest likelihood of being somewhat unstable. She is also brand-new in this family, we only know what she has told us of herself. Do you have a method to. ‘Must have been some party!’ she said to Jo who had watched with amusement as Kel had walked the young man past her on her way to putting him to bed. Sydney had not even seen her standing there with her hands on her hips and an expectant pout on her lips begging to be kissed. Jo sighed, ‘Well he better be fit and healthy come this evening or Bonnie is going to give him an absolute shellacking.’ ‘As if she doesn’t already!’ retorted Kelsey. ‘Sometimes I think she pushes him a little bit too.