I've always been a sucker for doing friends a favor. They need something moved, I'm there. So when George asks me to put up his friend's kid sister, of course I agree.

George didn't bother telling me Samantha was no kid. Between her brains, her curves, and that sexy sass, I'm not sure how long I can keep my hands to myself.

But she's a friend- so off limits to me. At least at first.

Sometimes a firm hand is needed- and wanted- and Samantha's runaway mouth begs me to show her how firm my hand really is.