Back at the breakfast at the Chicago Inn, before he and Vicky had shown up, Aaron had been teasing Sonja a little and suggested that with her Middle-E...astern heritage, if she did the food she'd be likely to show up with roast goat shish kebabs. "Hey, that's good," she wisecracked right back. "Especially if I use my grandmother's special sauce." Aaron had tried to shrug it off, but a few minutes later when it was revealed that Mike and Liz raised goats on their hobby farm and had all the meat. "What's this?" I asked. "Why'd you stop?" "They only want drinks," he replied. I was about to respond when the tall blonde was suddenly right next to him. "Hello." she said to him, her eyes crystal blue and her small breasts in his face. He looked up at her, gave her a half smile, and signaled to the bartender. As he did, she said. "John, whatever he's having, I'll have, and put them both on my tab." He looked somewhat surprised, and I smothered a smile. As I turned away, the brunette was at my. It was really quiet, til I heard the locker room door squeak as it opened. I heard two men talking, I could only assume it was the guys from the weight room. I figured the two men would eventually leave since it was nearly closing time (about an hour away).But then all of a sudden, the steam room door opened and they walked in, I git a lil nervous, since I was only eighteen and never been too comfortable with nudity. Especially around adult men who seemed to always have larger dicks than me.. As I reached for the bucket, I heard a pathetic whining sound coming from said bucket. With a bit of unusual caution, I stood back up and approached the bucket and looked down into it. Damn. There in the bottom of the bucket was a very emaciated puppy. Being the sucker I am, I gently picked up the starving puppy and held it close to me as I gently petted the little thing trying to sooth its heart. Using my free hand, I picked up the bucket and returned to my car, tossing the bucket into the.