So I steered clear. I spent time assisting, informally, other folks who were in my previous condition, to varying degrees. (I noted, with some shame, ... never really met anyone who was as far gone as I had been.) In any event, the gym management noted my progress, and my work helping others. One afternoon, as I was headed out the door, freshly showered, smelling not the least like a man who had just dropped five lbs of water weight, Mike, the floor boss, approached me. ‘Yo, Jeff, gotta minute?’. I will see you tomorrow.”I immediately went home and downloaded all the pics. I started to think of a plan that would allow me to take more pictures of her. The next night Keisha came over and I pretended to download the pics. “Huh I don’t understand. The memory card must be bad; I can’t seem to download any of the pics we took last night.”“Damn Dave I thought you were the pro. Now what are we going to do.”“Well I have a backup memory card. We could try taking them again.”“Oh god you’re a life. Wouldn’t what went on in the shower this morning be quite the sight for her long-time friend? Adrena blushed which was hard to hide on her fair complexion.Brittney thankfully did not notice the pink in her cheeks and began running through her messages and client meetings for the day. The rest of the day went smooth enough except for the itch Adrena just could not scratch… Today it was worse than usual and she could not keep herself dry. *The end of the day just could not come quick enough.. She smiled at me, “I was beginning to think you’d changed your mind, had second thoughts. Have you? Had second thoughts I mean.” I opened the door wider and took a step back. I had answered her question by inviting her in.She held a bottle of wine, yes, it was Lambrusco. “You can change your mind if you want to, but let’s not waste this,” she said, waving the bottle at me.She walked passed me, leaning to peck my cheek as she went, I pointed to the living room. She went straight to the.