Sam blushed, as the other men heaped on the praise, and comments such as ”good on ya lad”, and clapped his back and shook his hand. Just then, a ...familiar voice said, ‘Hiya! Happy Birthday Sam!’ The cheering and congratulating abruptly halted, and all eyes turned to see a very attractive woman with medium-auburn hair to her shoulders, dark green eyes, and a slightly fuller, curvy, but not actually fat, figure. Sam blinked at her, gobsmacked. What’s going on here!? First the ‘caf’, and now…. I began soaping up my hair when I heard the bathroom door open. I froze in place, hoping it wasn’t Jordan’s roommate. Then I felt a rush of cold air and a pair of hands on my hips. I turned and Jordan was right behind me in the shower, looking sexy and ready for round 2. ‘I woke and you weren’t there. I thought you left me, until I heard the shower,’ he said as he began rising the soap out of my hair. I went to grab the bar of soap but he stopped me. He pushed me up against the shower wall and. ‘Yes,’ VI. After a few more minutes of looking at the bankers Facebook profile, she closed her laptop and put it on her nightstand to charge. She then crawled into bed, she snuggled underneath the covers. She turned off the light and pulled out her cell phone. Her eyes squinted at first but they readjusted. She went over her schedule for tomorrow. Spinning class at 5 AM, work from 8-3 at the store, interview at 330 for a photography internship a the local city paper, a full day for tomorrow.. This clown is a novelist, the controller said. Here, with that the image of a book jacket and picture appeared in my brain."Do you have a cell phone?" I asked."Yes, I am speaking on it now," he said."Then turn it around and take a picture of yourself and send it to me. If you can do that and you match the picture I have of you, then I'll meet you." I said."Where did you get a picture of me. You were in my clubhouse and in that room are about a dozen people with cell phones at any given time. Do.