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Terri drove home with a huge grin on her face. She just kept shaking her head in disbelief. Curt was just about the hottest guy she'd ever met and she found it absolutely incredible that he asked her for her phone number! She pictured his face, watching her, listening to her talk, laughing at her jokes. She giggled out loud like a little girl. She could still feel his slight kiss on her lips. When she pulled into her garage, Missy her yellow lab, was anxiously awaiting. She greeted her with licks and tail wags. Terri sat on the floor and let Missy welcome her master home with love.
"Missy, I met the most wonderful man tonight." She told her best friend. Terri wasn't normally attracted to bald men but Curt was very different. Nevermind that he was a rock star! He had the most handsome face. It was very expressive. If he would have had hair she assumed it would be black to match his slash eyebrows and the little mustache and goatee he sported. He had piercing blue eyes and a sweet smile. His body was long and lean. "Well, I met him before tonight but really MET him tonight!" She scratched Missy behind her ears. "He is fantastic, did I tell you that already?" She teased nuzzling the dog. Missy barked in response. When Terri lay down in bed after changing into a large t-shirt she just stared at the ceiling. Her heart was still pounding from the most marvelous night of her life. No way she was falling asleep anytime soon! She closed her eyes and was out in a matter of minutes.
Monday afternoon Curt paced around the hotel room trying to get up the nerve to call Terri. He didn't want to seem to anxious but he desired her company. He felt they had gotten along well the night before and, hey, she wouldn't have given him her phone number if she didn't want him to use it, right? He held the paper up and looked at it.
"I can do this. Just ... go to the phone and ... call!" He walked over to the phone, picked it up, looked at it a moment, went to dial, then hung it up. What the hell did he have to be nervous about? How stupid was he being? He sighed and picked up the phone and dialed her work number only to have to leave a message because she was at lunch. He felt relieved, at least that part was over, now it was her turn. She called back at 1:30. He asked her if she would like to have dinner with him again that night, she said she would and told him she would pick him up at 6.
Brent came home an hour later and was pleased to hear that Curt would be spending the evening with Terri. Brett would spend his night practicing his guitar - but no singing, he told Curt, until he saw the therapist. His throat was still a little sore, every now and then when he would swallow it was a little scratchy. He was very hesitant to stress it in any way. Brent and Curt sat together and played their guitars. Curt showed Brent some of the lyrics he'd been writing. Brent thought they were first-rate. He helped him with a few parts he was stuck on and then at 5:30 Curt went to shower and change to leave for his dinner date.
He was waiting outside the hotel when Terri pulled up. Curt got in and they drove to a Chinese restaurant in Naperville. It was a new type of restaurant where you pick out the ingredients for your meal and then a chef cooks it up for you at your table and serves it hot. Curt was really digging it. He ate until he was stuffed. Then he sat back in the chair and stuck out his stomach.
"I feel like I'm gonna have a baby!" He commented. Terri laughed.
"It's easy to get overfull in a place like this." She said, looking around. "Everything tastes so good!" They each had a glass of Saki before they left. Before retrieving the car they walked over to the river and walked along the trail at Riverwalk. The sun was just setting and the sky was pink. Curt looked at Terri, walking along, her short, silky yellow and pink sundress flapping along behind her as she walked. Her hair had been pulled back into tiny little hair clips and was curling wildly around the back of her head. She didn't have on nylons but her legs were smooth, round, and well-shaped. He wondered if she would mind if he held her hand. He decided he would try. He reached out and took her hand into his. She responded by curling her fingers around his. They walked along until they found an empty bench and sat down to watch the sun sinking. He slipped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. He sighed. This was certainly better than the poke-in-the-with-a-sharp-stick he'd been feeling all last week!! After the sky was dark they went back to the car and Terri drove to her hotel. She pulled over to the curb and parked. She turned to Curt and eyed him expectantly. He was feeling a little nervous. He wanted to kiss her. The hell with it, he would. He took her hand and pulled her towards him. Putting his hands on either side of her head, fingers tangling in her hair, he kissed her mouth. She responded generously and slid her hands around his waist. He pecked and kissed and then smashed his lips down onto hers feeling passion overtaking his sensibilities. Their tongues met with electricity and mingled, the sensation sending tingles to all the outermost edges of Terri's being. She sucked at his mouth to pull his tongue deeper into her own. He responded with a moan. When they realized where they were, they pulled apart suddenly and looked around them. They were both panting. Looking embarrassed, Curt looked at the hotel.
"Do you want to come up?" He asked, breathless. "No, wait, Brent's up there!" Her green eyes flashed at him.
"Want to come home with me? Only one there is Missy, my Lab. But she won't mind." She smiled, her white teeth gleaming in the darkness.
"Let's go!" He said putting his seat belt back on. They drove back to Terri's little house in Woodridge, the passion cooling for both of them on the half hour drive. When they arrived Missy was thrilled to have a visitor.
"She can be annoying at times." Terri said as Missy rubbed and bumped Curt. He knelt down and pet her and let her kiss him. Terri tossed her keys and purse on the counter and then slipped off her shoes.
"I just love dogs." Curt said giving Missy the attention she was craving. "We had a few when I was growing up back in Tennessee." Terri watched them and smiled. He was too freaking hot for words, she thought. She wanted him to pay attention to her like that! As if on cue Curt got up and looked at Terri. He walked over to her and put his arms around her and kissed her. He rubbed her back as they kissed then his hands moved down to her well rounded ass. He rubbed it through the silk of the dress noticing she had no panty lines. Could she not have on panties and he didn't discover that until now? Holy shit, had he known she wasn't wearing panties at dinner he would have freaked! He grabbed hold of the fabric and pulled up the dress so he could feel her skin. His hands moved along her cheeks and as he slid his finger inside her crack he found the string of her panties. He kissed her madly, his passion flaring up again, this time it was getting hotter. She had her hands moving along his back and as he played with her ass she started to scratch his back. He pulled away slightly and moaned. "Oh God, I love that." He moaned and let her scratch a moment. She stood back and watched him as she reached down and pulled the dress up over her head and let it fall to the floor. He stood there gaping at her in just her tiny lacey bra and a triangle of cloth covering her crotch. She motioned for him, he came to her, she took his hand and led him into the bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed and straddled his legs. She kissed him with ardor while touching his bald head. He put his arms around her, unsnapped her bra and held her to him. When she pulled away the bra fell off and her breasts were free. He couldn't wait to touch them and when he went to she tugged at his shirt first, he pulled it over his head and discarded it. She went for his pants. He kicked them off. She pulled at his boxer briefs, seeing his excitement, not wanting to wait to get a hold of it. When the boxers were off, she took a hold of his his dick and felt it big and hard in her hand. She knelt down in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed and took it into her mouth. He leaned back on his arms and gasped. Her mouth was soft and wet and he was hot and hard. Good day, he thought, good day! She sucked at him and licked with her tongue while her hands roamed his thighs and in between his legs. Her fingers explored his balls and sent tingles through his whole body. "Oh, God, Terri..." he whispered. It felt so erotic and she was either enjoying this thoroughly or she was very, very good at fellatio. He let his head fall back and closed his eyes. He felt a warm, tingly feeling creeping up his legs. He snapped his head up. "Oh baby," he grabbed her head. "If you don't stop now there won't be any for later!" He pulled her up to stand in front of him and pulled down her panties. His mouth fell open as he gaped at her cleanly shaved pussy. "Holy fuck, what is this?" He smiled a huge smile and reached out to touch it. She grinned and spread her legs for him.
"I thought you might find it ... interesting this way." She said seductively. He grabbed her and threw her on the bed, she spread her legs again and he touched her gently. It was so soft and smooth under his fingers, so erotic. He wanted to kiss it, to lick a hairless snatch. He buried his face between her legs, sucking and licking. He was loving it! His dick throbbed for her but he kept on going until she screamed out to him. He then mounted her and drove himself deep into her. He left in inside her a moment, feeling her warm, softness surround him. He closed his eyes and moaned. She pulled his head down and kissed him. He made love to her and feeling that soft skin against his dick made him more than ready to come, way too fast.
"JesusMarymotheroffuckingGod Terri." He panted. "It's been too long and I'm gonna come real soon here." She arched her back in response.
"Then come baby, we have all night!" She said. And he did. He erupted like a volcano. When he was finished he lay on the bed on his stomach. Terri went to the bathroom and when she came back she sat next to him and scratched his back. He let out a low moan.
"I will only let you do that to me for another ... few hours before I make you stop!" He teased. She giggled and then went on to massage him until he fell asleep. Terri woke him up around three by rolling him onto his back and mounting him. He wasn't even sure he was awake until he felt the pressure build and he came again. He pulled her down onto him and hugged and kissed her. He held her tight against himself and drifted off again. The alarm woke them both at 6.
Terri dropped Curt off at the hotel before heading to work. On Tuesdays and Thursdays she worked at the hospital doing coding and entering. She worked at the doctor's office on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. She loved her job but today was hesitant to go. She felt the pull back to Curt as she watched him slip into the hotel and out of sight. She was so tired but felt so good. He was about the best fuck she'd ever had, she grinned devilishy to herself as she drove off toward the hospital.
Brent and Andrea sat waiting calmly in the waiting room at Dr. Matana's office. Brent was reading a magazine and Andrea was adding checks in her checkbook register. The nurse called him and they followed her down the hall and into a room. She closed the door behind them. She took Brent's vitals and then asked him to get on the scale. As Andrea peeked around him at the weight being displayed he quickly moved his hands over the numbers so she wouldn't see and then laughed.
"Hey, I'm getting fat!" He joked. Andrea made a face and rolled her eyes. The nurse left the room and mumbled that Dr. Matana would be with them shortly. Andrea sat in a chair while Brent sat on the exam table swinging his legs back and forth. He finally spoke. "Pssst." He said to Andrea and motioned for her to come closer. He pulled her to himself. "Listen, if he's gonna look in my throat would you be willing to stuff your tongue in there first and make sure I don't have any food stuck in my tonsils?" He leaned his head down for a kiss but she pushed herself away, a disgusted look on her face. Seconds later Dr. Matana knocked briefly on the door and then strolled in. He smiled when he recognized Brent.
"Hey! Rock star! How are you feeling?" He held his hand out for Brent and Brent smiled as shook it.
"I feel great!" He replied. Dr. Matana noticed Andrea sitting by the desk and gave her a look.
"I didn't know the hospital sent nurses with patients for surgical follow-up." He said and winked at her. She blushed.
"Andrea and I are dating now." Brent told him as if he didn't know. Dr. Matana went over to Brent and started to feel his neck and throat. He asked him a few questions as he looked inside and then felt around some more. He wanted to know if Brent started therapy yet. The answer was no, not yet but he had an appointment for Thursday. Dr. Matana nodded his head.
"Good. Whatever you do, do NOT blow off therapy. It just may save your career!" He asked Brent if he suffered any pain since the surgery. Brent nodded. He said he'd had some. Dr. Matana asked him if he had started smoking again. Brent shook his head adamantly. He told him how he'd tried to have a cigarette and it hurt so bad that he threw them out. The Dr. was pleased at this revelation. "Excellent. Not smoking will certainly help your breathing while you are singing. Not to mention Annie dislikes smokers, don't you Annie?" He glanced at Andrea and winked again. She gave a stern look and nodded back.
"That's right." She said. "Kissing a smoker is like licking an ashtray." Brent made a face.
"That's kinda gross." He said. He'd never thought of it that way. Women never complained about it to him in the past. He wondered why?
The doctor finished his exam and told Brent he wanted to see him again once more after therapy was completed. The two men shook hands again and Dr. Matana breezed back out of the room. Brent jumped down off the table, took Andrea's hand and they left.
Wednesday morning Brent, Andrea and Curt headed for downtown Chicago for a day of sightseeing. They started at the Field Museum followed by the Shedd Aquarium and ended up strolling down Michigan Avenue checking out the shops. Brent and Curt found a store called The Alley and pulled Andrea in. It was a store full of clothes for Gothics and Freaks. Curt checked out the baggy pants while Brent perused the leather stuff. Andrea found the whole thing distasteful. She would never buy anything here in a million years! She stood by Brent as he pulled a pair of leather pants off the rack and held them up to him.
"Whaddaya think babe?" He asked. She stood back and eyed the pants. They weren't bad, black leather with blue flames curling up the sides. She nodded.
"Not too bad." She said. He smiled.
"Now they're MINE." He said draping them over his arm. He found a matching leather jacket, the flames licking up the back. He held onto that too. He found another pair of leathers only these were orange with yellow "amoebas" all over. "I love this store!" He said loudly, not caring who could hear. A few aisles away he heard Curt shout.
"I love it too!" Curt had found a few new and different pairs of Kikwear pants. He discovered a pair of electric blue microsuede wide leg pants and went into the fitting room to try them on. They were perfect. He picked out a couple more pairs and then found a pair he thought would look "Kik" ass on Brent. He took them over to him and held them up. "Try them on." He instructed him. Brent made a face and shook his head.
"I'm not a baggy pants kind of guy." He said and turned away to look at t-shirts. Curt poked him in the back. Brent turned around suddenly.
"C'mon Brent, try these on." He held the pants up to him. They were black microfibers. Brent sighed.
"I like my pants like I like my woman, tight." He hooked a thumb in Andrea's direction and winked. Curt shoved the pants into his hands and pushed him toward the fitting room.
"Just try them on." Brent reluctantly put on the pants and came out to show Carl. They looked raging on him!
"You've gotta get them and wear them to the next concert!" Curt said and called Andrea over to check it out. "Look at your man now! He's entered into the two-thousands!" Andrea's eyes roamed over Brent's body. She smiled slowly.
"They do look good Brent." She said. He put his hands on his hips and walked over to the mirror. "I mean, they don't really accentuate your sexy ass but ..." She came up behind him and rubbed his cheeks. He smiled in the mirror. "they do something for me." She kissed his neck. He bought them. While the guys finished pants shopping Andrea found two t-shirts for Brent and brought them up to the counter. Brent eyed the shirts.
"What are those?" He asked as he pulled his Visa card out of his wallet to buy the pants and jackets he had set on the counter.
"A couple shirts I found for you." She said casually.
"Can I see them?" He asked. She pulled them out of his reach.
"You'll see them later." She said. He sighed and leaned on one leg.
"What are they?" He asked suspiciously. She smiled sweetly at him.
"You'll see them later!" He gave up and threw his hands up in the air. It was after six before they got out of the store and headed back to Naperville. Curt called Terri from Andrea's car to make sure she was home before dropping him off at her house. Brent and Andrea got back to her house around 8. While Andrea lay in bed under the covers Brent gave her a fashion show, trying on all his new leather pants. He put on the baggies and Andrea jumped up and handed him a red t-shirt.
"This is one of the two I bought for you today." She said. He laughed out loud as he held it up and read it. It had a cartoon drawing of a beaver holding a beer bottle and words above and below saying "Beaver Liquors." He pulled it over his head and hugged her.
"Thank you Annie." He said kissing her. He held her head in his hands while he pressed his lips tightly against hers. He rubbed one cheek with his thumb. She tugged at the red shirt and finally pulled it over his head, breaking their suction. *"Fashion show over." She said as she unsnapped and unzipped the baggy pants. They slipped right down over his butt and pooled around his ankles. He wasn't wearing any underwear. "Oooo, I DO like those pants. You could swing quite free in them! And, with a flick of the wrist they fall right off!" She reached out to stroke his now-rising dick. He picked her up and tossed her onto the bed then leaped onto the bed after her. She sat up on her knees. "You didn't happen to buy any of those handcuffs they were selling in that store, did you?" She asked coyly. He kneeled in front of her.
"No, I didn't but I sure should have!" She reached down under her pillow and pulled out a pair she'd bought when he wasn't watching. She swung them back and forth in front of his face, his eyes widened in surprise and them closed to slits while he thought evil thoughts.
"Well, I did!" She said. He took them from her and laughed demonically.
Thursday morning Andrea, again, went with Brent to his appointment. After they'd checked in and filled out the appropriate forms they were greeted by a tall, cute, dark haired young girl whom Andrea recognized as Lauren, a friend of Terri's. Andrea hugged her.
"I am so glad the therapist is you." She whispered to her. "I was afraid it would be someone who would recognize Brent and freak." Lauren smiled a bright smile.
"Well I do recognize him but I promise not to let it go to my head." She said turning to Brent. She was as tall as he was and could look him in the eye. "Or his!" Lauren added. After introductions the three of them went into a private room. Andrea sat off on the side while Brent and Lauren sat at a table where she showed him a treatment plan she'd made up beforehand. She explained that Dr. Matana called her personally to give her a little history on Brent's illness. When she was finished explaining her treatment plan she asked him if he had any questions, he did. He wanted to know how long this would take. "It depends on how hard you work for me. It also depends on how healed your throat really is. You have to do what I say Brent, or it will take much longer." He sighed and nodded.
"Well, let's get rocking babe." He said sitting back in the chair. Andrea excused herself and went out into the waiting room. While she was there she made the next two appointments for Monday and Wednesday of the next week. Inside the room Lauren had Brent using his singing voice, trying to assess the damage. She was making notes as to his pitch level and range. He was more than embarrassed when he found he couldn't get to where he wanted to be or even used to be. And it was more than a little painful, still. Lauren asked him questions about his hospital stay and particularly how much he used or didn't use his voice while there. He admitted he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
"There was a lot going on there." He explained. "But I did whisper!" He said proudly. She frowned at him.
"Whispering is bad, Brent. It's worse on your throat than speaking in your normal voice." She scolded. He blushed a little. He remember all those times Andrea told him not to talk and he felt even more embarrassed.
"Well, I didn't fuck myself did I?" He covered his mouth quickly and looked at her. He hadn't meant to swear in front of her, he didn't even know her. She smiled at him.
*"No, you didn't "fuck" yourself." They both laughed at that. "But it just means more work." She showed him several exercises she wanted him to do on a daily basis and then made him do them a few times to make sure he got it right. Before the end of the session she gave him the smoking lecture. He sat there and listened to her, blue eyes watching as she spoke. When she was finished he sat up straight and held up his hand like a boy scout.
"I promise I won't smoke." Then he made a sad face. "It hurts too much anyway." He muttered.
An hour later Lauren and Brent found Andrea in the waiting room. Andrea told Lauren she'd already scheduled the next appointment and Lauren nodded.
"He's gonna need some work." She said and sighed. Brent looked at her quickly.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked defensively looking back and forth from Andrea to Lauren. Lauren giggled at him.
"Take no offense Brent, I just mean that you had a pretty bad infection and by the time you get back on the stage you'll be kicking some ass with your voice!" He relaxed at that, smiled, and held his hand out for Lauren to shake.
"Alright then. I will do what you told me and by the time you see me next I'll be some improved." Lauren shook his hand and then Andrea and Brent left.
Andrea dropped Brent off at the hotel early before heading straight to the hospital. She wanted to visit Terri in the billing department before heading up to the fifth floor.
"We saw Lauren today." Andrea said sliding up onto Terri's desk.
"I know, Lauren called me." Terri said. "She said Brent's got some work to do." Andrea nodded.
"Yeah, I guess he got spanked for talking so much after the surgery. Lauren, she's a great girl and really knows her stuff!" Terri giggled at the spanking part. Andrea laughed with her. "And Lauren doesn't seem 'star struck' around Brent either."
"That's why I called Larry and had him call the therapy place and insist Lauren take care of him. She's a smart, down-to-earth girl and I know she'll do the best she can for him."
"So, how's Curt?" Andrea asked as a huge grin spread across her face. Terri burst out in giggles.
"Curt is fantastic!" She said. "He is the best ..." She looked around to see if anyone was listening. "He's the best fuck I've ever had." Terri whispered to Andrea. Then she sat up and got serious. "In addition to that, he is a very sweet, charming, intelligent man whom I enjoy being with very much." She added and then winked at Andrea.
"I am happy you two got together." Terri nodded and took a sip of her Diet Pepsi.
"Me too. I am going to work tonight at Family Practice so I can be off tomorrow and Curt and I are going to go to Oak Park and bum around there." Oak Park is a community near Chicago and is famous for it's architecture. It also boasts Frank Lloyd Wright's studio and the fact that Ernest Hemingway lived there. "We're going to rent a few bikes and tool around. Hey, I wonder if you and Brent want to go to the beach on Sunday?" Terri had a membership to a private boating, fishing, hunting club south of Naperville. Andrea raised her eyebrows.
"Hey, that sounds good. I'll check with Brent and let you know. Do you want us to meet you somewhere for dinner tomorrow night?" Andrea looked at the clock. It was getting close to three. She slid down off Terri's desk.
"Where and when?" Terri asked her. They made plans to meet at a restaurant/brewpub called Founder's Hill at seven Friday night and then Andrea headed for the elevator quickly.
After Terri finished at the hospital she headed straight over to the doctor's office to put in her hours there. She grabbed a quick bite at Subway on the way. After the doctor's office closed at 8:30 she was alone. She put a tape in the little player she kept on the desk next to her computer and turned up the music. She was busy entering and coding when the phone on her desk rang. She glanced at the clock before answering it. It was 10:30. It was Andrea. She told Terri she asked Brent about Sunday and the answer was yes! They talked a while longer before Andrea had to go and do her final check on her patients. Terri eyed the stack of superbills that sat in front of her. She rubbed her face and yawned. It had been a long day and she was tired. She thought of Curt. What was he doing right now? Probably in bed sleeping like she wished she was! She sighed heavily and turned back to the computer. Not long after the phone call she heard a tapping on the window above her head. She sat up straight, her eyes opening wide. Who the hell is that, she thought to herself. More than a little nervous she peeked around the corner of the file cabinet to the waiting room and the windows beyond. She was confronted with only darkness. The tapping came again. She pulled a step stool over to the window, climbed up and peeked out. A smile spread over her face as she saw Curt standing there waving to her. She climbed down and went out to the front door and let him in. They moved quickly back into the doctor's office.
"Now what the hell are you doing here?" She asked him. He put his arms around her and kissed her. She kissed back.
"I missed you and Brent wanted a ride to the hospital so I came right over here." She frowned.
"How did you know how to find me?" She queried and pulled him back to where she was sitting, entering.
"Annie told me. The place was dark but this light on was a dead giveaway!" She sat down and he did too. She showed him the stack of bills.
"This is what I have left." He made a face.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what that stuff is all about." She asked if he was interested in knowing, he said he was so she showed him the billing process. She was almost embarrassed at how easy it was. He just shook his head.
"May as well be a foreign fucking language to me." He said. She laughed.
"No, really Curt, it's very easy. It's so easy I'm almost ashamed to say I do it for a living!" He wheeled his chair closer to her and took her hands in his.
"Don't ever be ashamed of what you do. You're smart and I know you're good at your job." She smiled at him.
"Oh, thank you sir. That's quite a compliment coming from a genius like you!" She teased. He winked at her then pulled her to him. He kissed her. She put her hand on his neck and then moved it up to his soft, smooth, bald head. He loved when women touched his head, it was sensual. He almost felt sorry for men who had a head full of hair, they didn't know what they were missing. It was like the hair numbed all the nerves that were under the skin on the scalp. He moaned softly as they kissed, bit, and sucked at each other hungrily.
"I want you, Terri, bad." He gasped as they pulled apart. She stood up and pulled him into the back to the patient rooms. She chose an inside room with no windows. He grabbed her as she closed the door and pushed her up against it, his hands groping and feeling, mouth kissing and sucking. She was doing the same. They ripped and pulled each other's clothes off and when they were naked, Curt picked her up and slid her onto the exam table, the white paper crunching underneath her. "Watch this ..." she said sliding the stirrups out from inside the table. As she hooked her heels into them he growled at her.
"Oh baby ..." He knelt down on the step and buried his face in between her legs. Between the soft feel of her clean shaven pussy lips and the whole setting of this sexual scene he licked her with passion. She felt the rush very soon after he started and when she cried out he jumped up and entered her swiftly pulling her tight against him. "God, I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed our fucks!" He gasped as he pushed himself into her. She grabbed his face and kissed him, sliding her tongue inside his mouth. After a few minutes in this position he pulled her down, bent her over the table and entered her from behind. He closed his eyes and moaned as the feeling intensified. "Oh shit, oh shit ..." He groaned as he exploded seconds later. When they were finished, they cleaned up the room together and went back to Terri's desk where they sat, exhausted. They looked at each other, grinned and then giggled. Then they started to laugh. After a few minutes they stopped. Terri cleared her throat.
"I am going to finish this work and you are going to stay here and help me!" She turned back to the computer. Curt sat there with her and they chatted while she worked. It was after midnight before they left in separate cars and went back to Terri's. This time they fell right to sleep.
