" Nicole Harrison. Pleasure to meet you, Keith." After shaking hands, shestepped on the treadmill and began her customary routine. She consideredwheth...r or not to continue the conversation, finally deciding to seewhere Keith went from here.Keith took a minute to choose a pre-programmed setting on a secondtreadmill before continuing. "So, what brings you to this part ofCalifornia?"She explained her seminars, and they continued their conversation asthey ran. Keith was in town until the end of. My boner went away and I got it on and ran out. I was really scrawny so I knew someone was going to make fun of mr in the pool but it was fine. I ran in and jumped. Splashing our history teacher he then threw a fit and ran off. "NOOO TEACHER!" someone yelled. Half the room started making out and the single people just continued with swimming around. All the over weight kids sat in the deep end trying to hide their bodies in the water. I never made fun of those kids and most of them were really. She reaffirmed that "Yes" she still loved me too, but wasn't offering any suggestions on how to get us out of our dull, marriage rut.I sat on the edge of our sofa, and she came over to me and hugged me. She stooped down and we kissed and I hugged myself into her body with my face cradled between her large breasts. Terri was wearing a long, tan skirt and even though it was a cool fall evening, she had neglected to wear any stockings or pantyhose underneath. I wouldn't have known except she. “Oh yeah! I guess you would know that… duh!” She looked ahead and saw a sign for a rest area. “Can we stop there? I need to pee.”“Me too.” We stopped there, and several more times that afternoon for food, fuel, and pit stops. We’d finished the beer and switched to water.We hit Amarillo in the early evening, around dusk. She directed me to the west side of town and onto a state highway. I thought we were headed back out into the open country, but at the last building in sight, she had me turn.