Annie Mal's awkward and plain daughter was sitting, sulking like a typical ten year old in the back seat. Every day, Sarah would call up with question... about Glen's business, and to ask if she had found the medallion. It was driving Glen crazy. Also, 'her' husband was growing restless, banished to the guest room. He was ready to explode! Glen called up, and asked Sarah what she should wear to the ball. There was no way Sarah was going to let Glen embarrass him, so he gave her very explicit. There he was as usual, all 6'2, about 225lbs of sexiness and tight fitting shorts that revealed his bundle between his legs...he was just finishing up on the tredmill. He was drenched in sweat and still looked sexy as hell. Our eyes met for the umpteen time. I smiled and this time, he smiled back.I saw him picked up his backpack and headed to the locker room. I scanned the room to see if nyone was looking and the way was clear. I walked quickly behind him as he went through the door, almost. Still i remained professional and she started touching my arms n chest, we go back to talking bout her and she mention she had a pain in the back of her leg.At that point i ask her to stand up and show me, i was still professional to that point. Was behind her leg and she went to me, touch it i will show you where. Normally i don't touch people, unless I have too, you never know, but at that stage it was a bit too much coincidence, so i ran my hand from her knee slowly up, she was like yes i. I just had me a random thought, and I wanted to run it by you,” she said.Now, I have never made any claim to be able to read minds, but I was beginning to think that I might be justified in doing so, making the claim. I knew exactly what she was going to say.“Okay?” I said.“It’s been good today. I’d kinda like it if we could keep the feeling going,” she said.“Lea?” I said. She nodded.“I won’t be making any waves. I know she’s your friend, and she didn’t say anything negative about you that day,.