This was impossible. I couldn't lose her. But the signs were always there. The warnings that I needed to have my own life outside of her. How she redi...ected the conversation every time I asked about our future. She had known all along that ours was to be a short-lived affair."I chose to wait until today to tell you. To let you be happy during the time we had. Also, it would be unfair to surprise you on the very last day. So this was the compromise between letting you enjoy each day and still. ”“How would I say something cute? You know ‘my little dumpling’ or something like that?”I laughed, “I don’t think I’ve EVER heard anyone called a dumpling! The usual Russian words would be the equivalent of ‘kitten’ or ‘little bunny rabbit’. And depending on form, those can be used for guys or girls.”“Can you teach me?”I nodded, “«Котёнок» — that means ‘kitten’ or ‘pussy cat’, and is something I would say to you. «Котик» is the equivalent, and what you would say to me.”I spent five minutes. I stayed in there until I heard him leave. But it was actually another person coming into the shower room. I turned the shower off and walked to the bench. To my surprise I saw the guy who just fucked me finishing getting dressed and turn to walk out as this other guy was undressing getting ready to shower. I had half a hard on and went to my stuff and picked my towel up and dry off. The guy next to me now looked younger than the other guy who fucked me and in much better shape. He pulled. Riley: He’s my boss and a real jerk.Me: Well, at least you punched him real good.Riley: That I did! At least I get to try my backhand once in a while.Me: Not a great workplace, then?Riley: If you disregard the creepy manager, it’s not bad here. Not too many customers and lots of spare time. There’s even a job opening if you’re interested.Me: A job opening, but you just said there are not enough customers.Riley: Hey, I don’t handle the personnel around here. Go ask the manager. Oh wait. he’s on.