When we were done, he disappeared to get my laptop and camera, which I heard him putting in the living room. I refilled the kettle and put it on to bo...l and prepared our cups for another drink. Then I pulled the chairs out so that he could do my hair.I asked him to rebandage my foot before he did anything more. Sitting there with my leg resting on his, I saw my towel fall open a little and the way he paused and looked up at me told me he had seen my lack of underwear. I don’t know what I was. I raise my head, a lazy smile on my face, to look down into his blissfully happy, relaxed face and he grins back up at me. We smell like sex and sweat. Delicious.The ritual beginning it’s finale only when we slowly recover and he pulls me up towards the bath. Jugs of water line the tiled hallway and my warm-eyed lover, looking softly at me, offers one, holding it in his hand while I take a long, long draughts whispering, “May you never thirst.” I take the jug into my own hands, eyes never. I was in the shower after gym class when a couple of guys started making fun of my small frame and lack of mussel. One pointed out how small my penis is and they all got a laugh out of it. As the days turned to weeks I wound up waiting for them to finish and leave. I noticed one boy using the last shower head each day. He was a little taller than me and hairier. One day I decided to break the ice, I left my shampoo in my locker and asked if I could use his. Stand off at first, he soon realised. The final research meetings can wait until we’ve gone through the exploratory meeting. It could change our direction anyway.”“Who will be in the meeting?” Jackie asks.“From our side, it will just be me and the two of you. Olivia will be in attendance with her new PR lead,” Michelle says as she looks down at her phone to read off a name. “Madeline Rosario. Lauren has told us that she’s Olivia’s senior account lead for her consultancy firm. We don’t know much about her beyond that.”“Lauren told.