The lecturer is having each of us take turns working out algebraic math problems at the front of the class, with the intention to help us through the ...ore complex problems. I have had my turn and Kenny is front and center, quickly turning the problem into a solution, and winking at me whenever he looks my way, as I was seated towards the front. After working through his problem, the professor has us break into multiple workgroups and is then soundly distracted by one group who needed all the. Even so, it was good to hold her. I gave her a security pass, so that she could get through the cordon to see me, and she promised to use it, that night if possible.Then it was back in the van, and off to the laboratories. The driver was one of the security guards, and saw it as 'a bit of a lark'. I thanked him, but thought we might need something different next time. Somebody was bound to talk, I thought.It was now late afternoon, and I headed for Med section, to see Hilary."Hello, gorgeous,". I sat down for a minute, and fixed my lipstick in the compact mirror, but before I had a chance to stand up a guy poked his head in the booth and said, "Hi, want some company?"He wasn't a bad looking guy, maybe 5'11, dark brown hair, clean-shaven, and in a nice suit. I told him to come in, and he did and locked the door. He turned to me and lifted up my hem and said, "Turn around, I want to see your ass."I did turn around, but told him, "I don't fuck, so don't even think of That." That's fine,. But there was always a wall that kept me from getting too close or too comfortable; a barrier I couldn't get through, over or around. Sally, although she admitted it was there, simply wouldn't discuss it. The two weeks of gentle, but firm celibacy that were sure to follow each time I brought it up, with the threat of a permanently celibate status if I ever brought it up again, let me know in no uncertain terms that the matter was off limits. I was left with the assumption that someone, probably.