Aiden and I chatted a little, he asked me how my swimming was, if I could do all the strokes. My usual training swim is two kilometers in a little un...er forty minutes. Sometimes I swim further, sometimes (particularly if I'm hung over) I shorten it a little. I have tried the butterfly stroke but can not claim to be proficient at it which Aiden laughed at and said that wouldn't be necessary.He asked what I was looking to get out of the Masters Swimming program, I'm not training for anything. “What could this be?” she thought as she walked towards him. Then her phone rang.She took it out and checked. It was a message from Rohan.“Hey, come right towards me. I’ve got a place we can go,” he had sent.She smiled and walked right at him. He was on the opposite side of the road.As she got close to him, he smiled. Hasna looked around to make sure nobody from her culture that knows her was seeing this.“Let’s get the hell outta here, Hasna. I know a place we can go to. Come on,” Rohan said,. His eye wandering aimlessly over the patrons.She was wearing a dark red silk chemise. Her blonde hair framed her face perfectly. She and her companion chatted quietly but she allowed her eyes to wander the room.Their eyes met for an instant. She smiled quickly and he returned her smile by slightly raising his wine glass. Her eyes moved quickly back to her companion and then, as quickly, back to him. She nodded her head briefly and then shifted her position in the chair allowing him a full view. ‘You looked like you wanted to say something more.’ ‘Well, I was thinking of how beautiful you are up close. I’ve never seen you. I mean like this up close and all … out of … um … uniform?’ Her laugh was throaty and soothing at the same time. ‘Oh baby, you’re a man after my heart.’ ‘Well, you are beautiful.’ ‘Keep that up and you’ll have a hard time getting rid of me.’ ‘I can’t imagine wanting to get rid of you. You have talent, you’re beautiful, I know, I said that already, but the truth.