"Bet you had a big hard on while you were watching didn't you" she said."Were you wanking?"Once again my face turned beetroot red as I contemplated ho... I should answer this, once again I decided honesty been the best policy."Not wanking but was a bit hard when watching . . ." I admitted."Want wanking off then?" she asked as matter of factually as if she were asking if I wanted a cigarette.If I had had this scenario suggested to me to me I would have probably said I would have run a mile, but. I'll call her."With Mrs. Trinh taken care of, I had to decide what I wanted to do. I needed to get one session in down in the cavern working on the new suit, but that could happen any time. Certainly not this morning, I thought.I looked through my email, but there was nothing but junk mail, all caught by the filters. A Google ad for some Independence Day sale reminded me that next weekend was the start of the July Fourth long weekend, since the fourth was a Monday. My parade plans were fast. As I was almost there, her text pinged. I couldn't stop now, and a few strokes later, I coated my belly once again.I quickly looked at my phone and read her text. You better not wait until Saturday to see me again. Come by the store tomorrow if you can around noon. I'm working the 1 pm to 9 pm shift.I replied, Okay, I'll see you, then.I slept like the dead that night, having wonderful dreams of Sandy in my jacket.The next day was a busy one at work, but I'd already asked my boss if I could run. ’ Frances’s hand went to her own crotch and she rubbed herself. ‘Are you okay?’ Jen moved under me. I lifted myself warily, searching around for more danger, then stood and pulled Jen to her feet and swiftly into the shelter of the hotel. Lauren stood waiting for us with Frank and hugged Jenny to her. ‘I don’t know how I could have doubted you,’ she sobbed into Jen’s hair. Frank asked me if we were okay and I told him I thought I’d heard the bullet hit nearby but had heard no shot. He’d seen.