The great thing about watching these sorts of series by myself in the comfort of my own home on my rather large TV screen is that I can fast forward through the boring plot stuff (like the lingering chase scenes that invariably end how they are foreshadowed) and hover where I like.
Billy was groaning in disbelieving shock. He stood in the shower near the spraying nozzle, water running down his back, as Suze gleefully soaped his chest with the motel giveaway bar. This had to be a dream, and if so, he hoped fervently he wouldn’t wake. He had admired, hell, outright lusted for Suze for almost all his sexual maturity. Now here she was, voluptuous body glistening in front of him, taking charge as she kept up a running commentary.
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