"Like what?'' Samantha asked almost afraid of what the answer might be. She lifted her head up from his chest and brought it to rest on her pillow.

"It doesn't have to be tonight. In fact, I would rather you surprise me some time in the future."

Samantha giggled nervously. "What is it you want me to do?"

Howie rolled over on to his side to face her. He tucked a strand of hair back behind her ear, leaving his hand resting on her cheek. Looking straight into her eyes he stated, "I want to see you do a striptease for me."

"You want me to what?" Samantha laughed, echoing Howie's prior sentiments of the night.

"I want to see you strip. I want to see you put your dancing abilities to use and perform the sexiest striptease you can come up with."

Samantha smiled. 'Not nearly as bad as what I was afraid he wanted me to do.' She thought. "Any particular music you have in mind for this little routine?"

"Anything you want." Howie said. "Does this mean you will do it?"

"Why wouldn't I? It sounds like fun." She twisted her lip, catching the corner of it between her top and bottom teeth. "Howard, may I ask you something?"

"Sure. What do you want to know?" He answered, his lips brushing up against hers.

"Is that what you think about when you…"

Howie felt his cheeks begin to burn. He swallowed hard. "Uhhh…you…you might say that."

Samantha smiled. "So…you'll let me watch you?"

"I am willing to try Sam but honestly, I don't know if I can do this knowing you are watching me!"

"Please try Howie. Just pretend I am still asleep or I am all the way across the country."

Howie nodded. He rolled over onto his back and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and returned to his fantasy.