I turned around to see her erect cock. I reached for it. She steppedback."In the shower. We don't have a lot of extra time," she commanded.I got into ...the shower. She followed me in. I soaped her up, playingspecial attention to her nipples, cock, and ass. She concentrated oncleaning my cock, using her hands and a bar of soap. I came first. Shecame shortly afterwards. After rinsing ourselves off, she exited theshower. When I got out a moment later, she was standing wrapped in atowel and holding a. Maybe a party, but who to invite? He was pretty much a loner and didn't hang with anyone. He had kids he knew at school, but they were just that: people he know and nothing more. He didn't even have a girlfriend which bothered her on more levels than she wanted to admit. She was afraid he was lonely and not properly socializing, but then again imagining him with some little empty-headed, perky-titted bitch didn't add to her peace of mind at all. In general the whole situation frustrated the. She did mindwhen Mike went to the small tavern on the edge of town.Even though she knew it was just his way of unwindingnow and then, she knew from experience that he wouldstay away much longer than a couple of hours. He wouldcome home late with the smell of beer on his breath whenhe fell into bed. Although he never actually got drunk,he always came home exhausted. Too exhausted to makelove to her even when she waited up for him. Sarahsecretly wished that the man she married would turn toher. .." To choose a life," Albert finished, half smiling.Peter smiled warmly. "Yes, of course. You know the routine."Albert gulped. This was the part he liked least. "Yes, sir. I get to choose four aspects of my new life. The grand design fills in the rest. I'll start with the body."Peter smiled. "Most do."Albert stepped to the display and touched the screen. Immediately, a menu lighted, including one labeled with a big question mark - God's choice. Albert began touching the choices. .