Okay, I will do it, but only because I trust and love these women. Especially my mom, how could I disappoint her? She really believes I should do this... and do it for my benefit.)The two ladies hugged and kissed. Grace introduced me to Anna and she gave me a big smile and looked at me deeply. She motioned for us to step inside then closed and locked the door. She then pulled a screen in front of it closing all chance of viewing from the outside.Anna turned to me and said, "Ricky, come over here. Surprised.”He chuckled.“Surprised,” he repeated.Just then the elevator doors opened and they stepped out into the hallway. Prue felt stupid. Why did she have to be so damn uncouth, and blush all the time?He stopped in the middle of the corridor, turning towards her.“Why would that surprise you, Prue?” he asked. “I’ve been wanting to ask you that for ages, don’t you know? I just never dared.”It was all Prue needed to feel her old flirting self return.Now it was she who chuckled, turning her face. She had not only marked what I got wrong but also filled in the portion of the answers that I missed."Partial credit goes a long way Mr. Setton. Most instructors are black and white, right or wrong. They want it all or nothing. History isn't black or white, so expecting perfect answers isn't just." She had the same tone she used when in class. I felt like I was about to be the sole member of her audience and receive a special lecture on study habits and such.Flipping through the pages, I. I hope you can put yourself in his shoes and enjoy the story the way I intended it! "A Steamy Shower" The alarm rings at 5:15 a.m. and I smack it without even waking up. It goes off again at 5:23, and I grudgingly roll myself out of bed. You’re up already, the early bird, brushing your teeth at the sink as I stagger, squinting, into the bathroom. Dodging your hand that shoots out to grab my ass (it’s way too early for that), I turn on the shower. I need hot water. Really, really hot. I brush my.