I’m spoiling you tonight.” I replied, sipping my wine.Jennifer smiled at me.“No, I’m spoiling YOU tonight. You’re not the only one with surp...ises.” She replied with a big grin.“Oh really?” I asked.“Yes, really.” She replied, sipping her wine.We had a fantastic dinner. I found out that she was wrapping up her master’s program and already have a job offer on the table. Somehow between grad school and fucking me, she found time to volunteer with a humanitarian group in town and work out 5 days a. Of course being so active, this meant that he also had the fittest body in the school. Everything about his body was perfect, about 6ft, perfectly skinny with his ribs showing on the sides and well-formed abs showing through his shirt. At the time I had never seen him shirtless, until we went swimming together about 3 weeks into the term. That was when I got my first glimpse of his absolutely amazing body, without the school uniform – getting into the pool was as normal as it can be. Chris and. Yeah, that’s what they call progress. Screwing men over in the name of helping women. I was a champion of the fledgling Men’s Rights Movement for many years, until I realized there were dark forces at work within the movement. There are women and men within the men’s movement whose agenda is to wreck it from within. They’re infiltrators sent by the man-hating feminist sisterhood which seeks to rule the world. There are men within the movement who don’t truly embrace the ideals of equality and. "Now?" he asked."Why not?" she said, her voice light and airy.It was the tone of her voice that made Bob wary. But he couldn't put his finger on anything in particular that suggested there was danger here, so when she stood, he rolled out of bed. He had taken his shoes off to take his nap, and decided maybe staying in stocking feet was a better idea anyway, in case he stepped on her toes.There was a moment of angst, as they faced each other, arms held not quite outright, but not closed either..