My lips got colored in a much darker lipstick this time, andI did a few other things. Things felt right, even if I could still tastecum in my mouth. A...ter a few minutes I looked back over my shoulder at DJ"So, do I look presentable bro?" Damn man, those shorts are tiny, are you gonna be able to get away withthose or are they too small for dresscode?" DJ was so enthralled withstaring at my ass as I bent over the sink that he didn't even look me inthe eyes as he responded. I could feel the lower. “I’ll just pick up next time, where I left off this time,” she said as she walked out the door. Then she added,”Good night Mr Hood.”“Good night Miss TA,” I said just to stay in the game.At 6:45 the next morning I knocked on her door. She wore her running suit with a lightweight jacket over the top. “Good morning TA,” I said as a greeting.We were finished with one lap of the parking lot when the cold rain started. “Car?” I shouted to her.“Wimp,” TA shouted.“So I did the next to laps wet and. But what’s your point?”“Nikki, here’s what I’m thinking: Mizz Patel is going to call her either tonight or tomorrow, offer the prospect of a solution, and then call me to report the discussion. What do YOU think we should do, after that call? And remember, Tara barely knows us.”“Cindy, I’m pretty sure we need to fly out there and visit with her personally, and see if we can get her to come back with us. If we get her here, I think she’ll brighten up some.”“Nikki, I’m going to punch up the. “Got yourself a proper job, then?”“I reckon so. Fingers crossed that they feel the same!”He nodded.“Good luck! Anyway, as you can see, we’re on carrots today. Help yourself!”I did. We lads picked up crates and carted them over to all our work stations; they weren’t all that heavy, but there must have been something in the male hunter-gatherer psyche that made us want to take them over to our women to deal with, and show off our manly strength while we were doing so.There was no doubt that I was.