Marci<br/><br/>Oh.  My.  God!!!!!!!!<br/><br/>She just sat there, drooling.  "Ahhhhh..."  This was like the best day of her life...EVER!!!!  He looked like he stepped off the cover of a men's health magazine.  Mesmerized, she got up from behind her desk and walked over to him.  She reached out a hand, wanting to pinch him to make sure she wasn't dreaming.  Then she remembered her manners.  It took a force of will but she pulled back her hand.<br/><br/>What was it that he wanted again.<span style="font-style: italic">Shower, right.</span>"Sorry, Barb has the only shower but I'm sure she'll let ya use it after she's done.  It won't be long.  Hey, were you in the Seals or something?" she remarked, noticing his scars for the first time.  Because, just between you and me," I think scars are<span style="text-decoration: underline">sexy</span>.<br/><br/>"Come on, I'll take ya back upstairs.  Barb is probably done."  Before he could protest, she grabbed his hand and they walked back upstairs.  "Barb!  Barb!  You still in the shower?" she yelled from the living room.<br/><br/>"Why are you yelling?"  Babs asked from right behind her.  "Yeah, I'm done," she stated the obvious, dressed in a fresh tee and jeans.  She looked Jason up and down.  "If you're done sweating all over my paralegal, the bathroom's yours," she snickered to the nearly naked hunk of man before her.