As I opened the door she said, "Hi, I was in the neighborhood and saw your car in the driveway, so I though I'd drop by and see how you and Blue are d...oing. Is that okay?" I was shocked and wondered why she would be here. We have had only the most professional relationship. I have only been to her office twice with Blue and those visits were brief and unremarkable. Andrea was forty-something, not tall with a small frame but not skinny. She didn't wear make-up and her hair was a lightly graying. "Wow."Thanks," I say again, feeling shy."Can I wash you?" she asks."Sure," I answer, feeling nervous still. She already has a bar of soap in her hand, rubbing it to make suds."Turn around, honey."I turn around and she starts by rubbing the soap on my shoulders. She trails down a bit and the tips of her fingers almost graze my armpits and it's ticklish. Before I have time to react, she's moving down to the middle of my back. She grabs my hips and pulls herself against me. I feel her slippery. "We're here to meet the owner," Charlie said when Karen asked, "he has a proposition for us. I don't know what it is but it has something to do with your performance on Saturday." Oh, okay. It won't hurt to listen to what he has to say."BJ, the store owner, arrived through the back door a few minutes later. He was dressed in a suit and tie and looked every bit like the successful business man he was. At six foot four he was a couple of inches taller than Charlie but what surprised both Charlie. "Once she left the room, Dylan got up with no aches, 'that's a goodstart,' he thought to himself. After taking his morning leak, he lookedin the mirror 'huzzah, the hair is coming in great, strange still no signof weight loss in his face, gut is looking pretty good though.He took a shower; he started prepping to shave when he realized there wasno need to do it. 'Hmmm, that's strange the only time that happens iswhen I go a week, then shave, I can sometime get away with no shaving fora day but.