The thing about this class is that it’s set up like a Colosseum type set up, where the rows go from bottom to top seating. I was siting at the top o... the row right next to the door so I could make a hasty escape when class was over.After I settled in, got comfy, got my lap top out, and book, my internal clock kicked in and I soon realized I didn’t get to masturbate that morning! I was sad to say the least, but I was also very horny! Being on my lap top I soon zoned out from the class and was. “That’s a beautiful name,” I replied.“Thank you.”“I'm Phil.”“Hi Phil,” her accent made my name sound more like “feel” which also made it sound sexier. “Nice to meet you,” she added.“It's very lovely to meet you too Helene.”Unlike this morning she didn't spend the journey texting, thankfully, and we chatted about the ferry journey and my usual alternative of Bus and tube. The conversation was easy and it turned out that her flat was only a couple of streets from mine.As the ferry came towards. ’ ‘Oh,’ said Carol. ‘If you want to have a little fun with her, ask her what happened in the shower after one of our ball games. I’m sure she will remember,’ laughed the two ladies. Damn, I knew what happened in the locker room. I guess what I had heard about her was true. I still don’t care. I was falling in love with her. It’s just she didn’t know it. On Saturday, Sam and I went to the game. I did my best to enjoy it but the thought of my cousin Carol knowing Sam did bother me. I decided not. “I saw the guy,” I said.“What did you see,” he asked, hooking his handcuffs back on his belt and pulling out a small pad and a pen.“He was a white guy, older but not really old, maybe about forty years old. He was driving a red four door mid-sized car, not sure but it might have been a Honda or a Mazda. I think there might have been a bullet hole in it from Jawarski.”“Ok. I’m just gonna sit you down in the backseat of my car while we get this sorted out. It might take a little while,” he said.