He asks what you had planned for this lovely Saturday afternoon. You tell him a fictional meeting with Kenny but other than that a big pile of laundry.... He asks then if he would be so bold as to invite you get out of town for the night. “Hotel and the works” he says. You think about quite a bit. Would going along send the wrong message? Maybe time changes things? You decide to say yes, but a stop for an overnight bag is required. He smiles and begins working on one of his own as you talk. He. So I get out of the water and head back in and see you drying off and I said I think had enough water for the day and you agreed. and it was getting dark. I started a big fire in the back yard and set up two chairs side by side with a new bottle of rum and coke. We sit in front of the fire and continue to drink when I looked over and just had to tell you that you look amazing. For a second you were off guard then you smile and then say” O Ya what else”. Now you got me off guard then I. Steve arrived at the Andersons' home shortly after noon on Thanksgiving Day. As he guided his uncle up the driveway, he counted the cars in the drive. "There's going to be quite a few people here today, Uncle Joe. Don't let it bother you. They're all friends and some of the best people I've ever met. Mrs. Anderson is a fantastic cook. You'll have a great time." I hope you're right," replied Steve's uncle. "I don't like crowds very much. You know that. If that sweet talking girl of yours hadn't. This was after I'd coached you to make sure you got the assistant's job. You showed me round your bedroom, and you nervously told me that you liked to lift the weights on your gym bench completely naked, and I almost had an orgasm on the spot. I remember looking at you and wishing I could untie your trainers, slip them off, unbutton your jeans, pull them right down with your cute little boxers, lay you on your bench, slip your jeans and underpants right off, and watch you lift your weights in.