“People still talked about you at high school, long after you’d left,” I ventured.Kristi’s face took a slightly puzzled look and she assumed I...was talking about her athletic abilities. “You mean how I lost the state finals because I dropped that catch?”“No.” I spoke solemnly, knowing I’d committed to the question now.“What then?” she appealed, completely open and not obviously hiding any skeletons.I took a deep breath and felt the tingle of anticipation as I steeled myself. After another look. The sex was good, but he had issues and we only dated once more, that time without sex. I still see him at the gym on occasion and we are cordial. I still can't help looking at his bulge. Now I know what's under the spandex.Example 2At a previous job, a co-worker and I dated periodically, usually when we both were between relationships. We were more friends than lovers, but one night, after some heavy drinking and consoling each other over lost loves, we ended up at his apartment. I was horny;. She hadn'treally expected anything from Shelly - Sheldon Harris the Thirdwas too close to his admittedly harsh experience with Jane tofeel very fond of her. Perhaps in the future, he'd come torecognize Jane's version of tough-love for what it really was,and find it in himself to think fondly of her. Shelly had been through a particularly hard four months withJane. First because he was as arrogant, snotty, overblown youngmale animal as she had ever had to deal with, but secondly andmore. She admitted to me that when he did that, she couldn't take her eyes off his crotch, it was the biggest dick she had ever seen. Or at least the outline of the biggest dick she'd ever seen.She continued on with her story. One night he came in at closing and did his usual, suggestive talk, complimenting her, your typical hitting on the married white woman. Finally he just went for it and asked if she would at least give him a kiss, just a simple innocent kiss. She told me she resisted, insisting.