her smooth cheeks, and the flush had spread down her neck to her upper chest. Her small mouth was open, her lips parted. Her nipples poked up against the thin sheet. She seemed to be realizing for the first time that she had one hand beneath the sheet, moving between her legs. "Get over here, stud. My motor's running and I need some gas!" Jerry stood there and grinned at her as he finished drying his hair. "'My motor's running and I need some gas'?" he said. "Are you reading