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    and pours out their innermost feelings at the dinner table just
    before saying Amen and digging in." Derek laughed out loud
    at that one. "And finally...glances at each other? You have to
    do better than that."
    "Ok, well, let me explain the glancing part. Most of what
    you just said, I would agree with, but the other day, when he
    was over here, I got undressed in front of him."
    Beck shot up into a sitting position. "You what?"
    "Calm down. I was just taking a shower because I smelled
    like the living dead after a long run."
    "Oh," Beck relaxed and laid back down.
    "But, I did notice when I looked at him after I took off my
    shirt that his eyes darted to the floor as if he had been staring
    at me. So, I decided to test him out and I dropped my pants
    and walked across the room in my jock strap to get my towel
    and...maybe I'm imagining things...but I swear he was
    checking out my ass. When I turned to look at him, he shot
    his eyes towards my face and was definitely blushing. Then, I
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    took off my jock and he didn't know where to look." Derek
    stopped talking and replayed the scene in his head. "That was
    the most embarrassing thing I have done in a long time.
    Anyhow, just before I left the room I turned to look at him
    and he was engrossed in readjusting himself." Derek finished
    and waited as Beck pondered this new bit of information. He
    felt the tension build up inside him as he waited for Beck to
    respond. After another minute or two he couldn't take it any
    longer. "Uh, Beck, you still there?"
    Beck sat up, turned her head slowly to face Derek, and
    placed a hand on his knee. The way she looked at him and
    then sighed, he feared that she was going to crush his hopes.
    That his fantasies were about to come to an end and she was
    going to explain to him why he was wrong. After another
    moment, she slowly shook her head, and then burst into a
    wicked grin. "You little TART! I had no idea you were an
    exhibitionist. That was a well-played maneuver my friend. I
    wish I could have been here to witness it. You know how
    partial I and the other girls are to your ass. Thank goodness
    you don't wear all those baggy, hang to your knees pants like
    the other boys hiding that precious gem of an asset of yours,
    pun intended. And then you stripped that off as well. I love
    it."
    "Beck, thanks, but totally not on point right now!"
    "Right, sorry." Beck collected herself. "So, you say he was
    adjusting himself. What, like changing positions or
    something?"
    Derek rolled his eyes. "Sometimes I forget that you're a
    girl."
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    "Thanks."
    "That's not what I meant." He gave her a knowing glance.
    "He was adjusting himself."
    Beck's eyes widened in understanding. "Ok, I'll give you
    that one. Guys don't check out other guys' asses and if they
    do it certainly doesn't cause them to have to...adjust
    themselves. Honestly, I don't know how you guys walk
    around with those things between your legs. They are so ugly
    and they must get in the way."
    "Beck. Still not on point."
    "Right." Beck flashed him a weak smile. "I still don't think
    you have a lot to go on though. But it certainly does seem
    that you aren't just allowing your imagination to run wild
    either. Let's keep our eyes peeled and see what happens."
    "So you think that there might be something there?"
    Before Beck could answer, Derek's cell phone vibrated on his
    desktop. He flipped it open. "Hello."
    "Derek, hey, it's Scott."
    Derek covered the receiver with his free hand and
    mouthed Scott to Beck. Her eyes widened a bit.
    "So, I thought maybe you could use some help getting
    your mixing equipment into your car and was wondering if
    you wanted me to come over a little early."
    Derek smiled into the phone. "Yeah, actually, I could use
    the help. Beck came over early too. We could hang out
    together before the party."
    "Oh," Scott paused for a moment. "Ok, that sounds great.
    How does fifteen minutes sound?"
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    Derek wasn't sure, but he thought that Scott sounded a
    little disappointed. "Come over whenever you want. We'll be
    here." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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