." The older woman now urged, as Mrs. Barlow's whimpering slurping sounds echoed off the bathroom tiles."Please... can we take a break?" Mrs. Barlow p...leaded breathlessly."Let's not start this again, Micky. I can't tell you how angry it made me to see you... sink to this. Excuse me? Did I TELL you to stop that little tongue of yours, did I?" No, Miss Lauren.", Micky came her voice, as the slurping started again."Yes, that's a good little girl... Now, where was I? Oh yes...", Miss Lauren. That’s what was so, almost upsetting about it.I was away sailing on my boat, it was somewhere warm and there were people with me who I seemed to know well. We had all jumped over the side and had been skinny-dipping, nothing new for me and I’ve done it for so long I consider it normal practice. It seemed normal for them too. We were having a really good timeI got out first and laid down in the sun across the bridge deck. For those not familiar with a yacht the bridge deck is the seat area that. Now there wasn't any flirting or anything going on,never was.I'm straight.Totally.....Anyway,3 in the morning and I'm pissed and I tell Tom,time for bed,and I go in to the bedroom,strip naked,and crawl into bed,leaving Tom to finish off his beer.I assumed he would grab a taxi, or even sleep on the sofa. To be honest I wasn't thinking too straight.Some time later,I have no idea how much later,I feel Tom snuggling behind me,obviously naked,and obviously hard.He must have been gently rubbing his. ’ Kara was stunned. Granted this was a really nice part of town, it wasn’t as nice as what the interior of his place indicated. Then realization struck Kara. ‘You carried me all the way from Fairview?’ Cadogan looked down sheepishly. ‘Yes.’ Kara looked at his body. He was wearing a long sleeve shirt, but the thought had never donned on her that he was athletic. A wave of lust slammed into her at the thought of what just might be hiding under those clothes. She gazed into his green hazel eyes,.