'He headed out the main doors and I turned right, into a little seating area and there was that black guy fiddling with his phone. I started rummaging...in my bag for my wallet. 'It's a good gym,' He said. I wasn't used to this, random stranger talk. 'Yea, it's great,' I replied, looking up at him. He was all smiles, as he sat there in his tracksuit. 'You come here often?' 'Yeah. Just to use the boxing room.' I didn't look up again, focussing on finding my wallet, pulling my gear out bit-by-bit.. Obviously she doesn't need me around."Sophia just looks at him. "That could have been anyone, Sam. It's not fair to either of you to jump to conclusions." She smiles at him softly. "And in the end, you care about her, sweetie. There's no point in denying it. Being without her is eating you up. And it's not gonna get better until you talk to her."Sam hitches a shoulder. Trying for careless, but knowing she's not fooled."Yeah, fine, I care. But I can't care for both of us. She's got to want this. I looked down at my ruffles and bows for the millionth timeand felt no shame, only beauty.And then suddenly I knew that Lisa was behind me, walking over from thecarriage house, even though I couldn't see her. I could smell herfragrance, though, drifting with the breeze; I could hear the rustle ofher skirts, and the girlish tune she tended to absently hum to herselfat odd times. Then I felt her soft, satin gloves on either shoulder,and I reached up to touch her hand with my own."I wish I had. A video camera was positioned at Brian's feet to record my ass being penetrated. 'Remember girls, enthusiasm, we want you to really enjoy this.'With that warning ringing in my ears I started on my first squat, I felt Brian's cold, slippery finger and moved down on it. Now, I'm sure I've passed many turds thicker than Brian's finger but it was still painful accepting his finger inside of me. I grimaced a bit and the girls laughed. With Brian's finger fully inside me I looked him in the eyes and.