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    Playing Doctor – (Chapter: Game On)

    “How do you do that?”

     

    “Do what?”

     

    “That flippy thing, if I even tried it I think I would burn my eyelashes off or something”

     

    “It’s all in the wrist” Ashley beamed like a little kid at show and tell. I really didn’t know anything about cooking. I had spent all of college and med school living off Mac and cheese. But the way she took charge, dicing, and cutting, and whatever else people do in the kitchen. I must say it was turning me on. Or maybe it was just my second glass of wine.

     

    “You’re going to have to show me that sometime”

     

    “No way.”

     

    “What? How come?”

     

    “Because, if I go showing you all of my tricks then you won’t need me to cook for you. Meaning ill have to hang out with Kyla.”

     

     

    “I didn’t say I need to see all your tricks” a little sexual innuendo never hurt anyway.

     

    “Right, just your favorite the flippy thing?”

     

    “I don’t know, I might see a few more I like so I don’t want to limit myself now. I think I’ll hold out for a bit, check out the full show.” I could hear the words but it didn’t feel like me saying them. I felt free. Maybe this was my third glass of wine. Not my second.

     

    “Well, there is some time before my next fascinating move…so let’s play a game?”

     

    “Like twister? Because I really don’t think I have it”

     

    “Nope. I’m going to psycho analyze you”

     

    “Is that so? I must have missed your psychology background on your resume.”

     

    “Well maybe you didn’t look hard enough, it was right there under assistant janitor at club La Boom”

     

    “Yes I must have over looked it”

     

    “No more stalling Carlin. You ready? Because I’m bout to get all inside your head” I hope she isn’t too good. Because what’s playing out in my head right now id rather she not know.

    “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be”

     

    “Ok first and possibly most important question in knowing someone. Who is your favorite late night host?”

     

    “Conan. Hands Down” this wasn’t so bad

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    1. I love this very sexy and informative game…the sexual innuendos alone could start an entirely different game where the playing field is a king sized bed. Anyway, I will have to agree with Ashley…Spencer is drop dead gorgeous. Excellent update.

    2. I love this very sexy and informative game…the sexual innuendos alone could start an entirely different game where the playing field is a king sized bed. Anyway, I will have to agree with Ashley…Spencer is drop dead gorgeous. Excellent update.

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