There were some very suggestive pictures of his current body image kissing and holding hands with a young muscular man at the beach. That man was none...other than John Jennings! His best friend at the architectural firm! It looked like he was now the girlfriend of his former guy friend!Tom checked the computer on the desk for any clue about his change. Once a cop friend said that if you ever want to find out secrets about people, just steal their computer- it is amazing what they leave on some. “What people must think when they see me, the Amazonian, hurdling down the sidewalk,” I chuckled to myself. Slipping into my running shoes, I pulled my long, dark blonde hair back into a ponytail and headed out the door.*Even though it was still September, the Vermont air was beginning to cool. I shuddered slightly as I stepped outside my residence hall, quickly finding myself distracted with pulling up my running playlist on my phone. I didn’t even notice him until I found myself falling. I’ve always wanted a pool table at my place but I’ve never had the space for one,” he said when I was done. I handed him a fresh beer from the fridge. “You know, Char still talks about dating you before you met Hanna. I think she still has a thing for you, like maybe there was some unfinished business.”“Oh really? Well, I’d have to pass it by Hanna, but I’d be willing to ‘finish our business’ if you’re okay with that,” I was mostly joking and tried to laugh it off, but I remembered what. Go do some work. Clean my window.”I started to get up but Richard grabbed me and lifted me back on my feet. My dress ripped."It ain't stalking,” he said, “when you plop your ass down in a chair and fuck yourself in front of me. That's called an invitation, and I tell you what, Babe, I'm accepting it."Richard grinned wickedly and I realized that the damage to my dress had left the pale flesh of my breasts exposed. "You love to tease,” he said, “I can see that, exposing yourself for everyone to.