Then we went to book the room.While booking the room, he asked me to sit on the bank nearby while he booked the room. Then only he asked me to come wi...h him. For some reason, he wanted to hide who exactly came with him. I was good with that, obviously but still I was afraid that I would see someone I personally know. Glad I did not.The room he booked was in an alone corridor….There were other rooms as well but none of them were taken. He was holding my hand all the way.He opened the door and. That's when I realized that I had a huge crush on him.The next session I got a text from him during the day saying to come in later as they were having some work done at the gym. We agreed 10:00pm.I met him in the secluded area where we rarely worked. Quieter than the main gym, it was ideal for trainers to work with their clients. That day it was totally deserted.Anyway, he told me to sit down on the weight bench in front of him and then he started talking about what training I wanted to do. She really did not blame the Colonel. He was, after all, just a man. He was merely another man that let his cock tell his brain how to behave.She really blamed herself. She was disgusted with her slutty actions. She wanted to be punished for her nasty behavior. How could she get on her knees so easily? How could she open her tight little brown hole with such delight in its filling? How could she open her legs and take her stepfather's cock so deep inside her with such a sense of complete. Whatever it is, it is convincing, confusing, and very, very persuasive.A part of me loves it – the energy, the excitement… the easy recovery – but I know that sooner or later it is going to become a problematic distraction. It’s not like my sex drive was particularly restrained before, and this doesn’t seem like a great time for my mind to be so scattered.There’s a kind of haze here between me and reality, and one which is only selectively permeable to my senses. It is a challenge to think.