By comparison, she looked at the body of the man standing in front other. His muscles were hard under a layer of fat, but he wasn't unpleasantly fat, she thought; a little exercise ought to firm him right up. The chest was well-muscled and wide, tapering to a narrow waist. He was unbuckling his belt and undoing the snap at the top of his pants. As she watched, he turned and sat on the seat. He leaned over and untied the laces of his shoes and pulled them off. His socks followed.
"You have a nice body," Jim said, turning to Suzanne.
"That's what I've been told."
"Well, I'm telling you."
"You'd have a nice body if you'd get a little more exercise," Suzanne said frankly.
A chilling jolt of embarrassment shot through Jim's frame at the bluntness of the girl's remark. He started to get ang
