By this time, it was a little after eight and Pete had to go back to his cabin to supervise the boys' showers. Lisa hadn't finished the housekeeping s...chedule completely, but she was satisfied that the first three days were covered. Returning to her cabin, she pinned the draft schedule on the bulletin board and asked Linda to step outside because she wanted to have a little talk with her."Linda, I think you know what I want to talk to you about, don't you?" Yeah, I guess. Don't be angry with me,. She saw the recognition in its liquid brown eyes, felt the stir deep in the pit of her stomach, the looseness, and the sudden presence of moisture.It knew.She knew.-----"Can I call you?", your email says. I think for a few minutes, and then burn my boats. "I'm sorry. Would you be hurt if I said no?" I spin some tale about security, paranoia and broken rules, but in truth I'm ashamed to let you hear my voice, which is way too low.-----The queue at the ticket-office is long and slow-moving. The. ***** All through the day she had tried in a vain desperate attempt to focus upon her work. Every time she talked with her colleagues she wondered what they would think of her if only they knew. Her excitement had risen throughout the day and by the afternoon she could not draw her eyes away from the crotches of her male co-workers. Her mind dallying on their cocks wrapped neatly up, tucked away but ready to spring forth, to grow and expand like some giant reaching out toward her. She imagined. I handed her my phone and waited for her reaction. I was sure we would not be listing any more shoes. Instead, as she was reading the email, she started to read it out loud. When she got to the end and the compliment on her feet, she peeked over my phone to look at me. I was trying not to blush but I could not hide it, or the erection that was ready to split open my pajama pants!After she read it, she handed me back my phone and rather calmly said, maybe you're right after all. Maybe I do have.