And you mentioned Halloween; didn’t you say they weren’t impressive?”“No, I didn’t. I said that they aren’t as impressive as you all think... Those two things are VERY different!”I chuckled, “Nice way to turn my own words back on me.”“It’s not my fault your memory was faulty.”“I do remember the dance,” I said. “And after this little bout of verbal jousting, I have to ask, was that dance a seduction attempt?”“I was curious what you would do. I’d seen your dance with Liz, and some with other girls. " Jenny said smiling. She continued to stand there. "Well is there anything you need?" I asked. "Well Mike, to be truthful seeing you like that brought back some memory's, the whole scene really turned me on to be truthful." Jenny said blushing a little. "Would you mind if I just, kind of do the same thing, you know, the same thing, you can watch I don't mind. Before I go back home." Jenny stammered. "Sure go ahead." I said wondering exactly she was talking about. Jenny then stuck her hand down. It was pretty seldom that they ever caught me. I wasn't that goodof a sprinter. One look at me and it wasn't hard to see why not. Thetrack coach told me that I forgot to get in line when they were passingout backsides. I could be caught in the first 50 yards but if the kidschasing me didn't get me by then, I was gone. I could motor along onlong strides down the sidewalks for miles if I had to.I was nearly six feet tall by the time I finished high school and I wason the track team. My best. There were also areas with circuit training machines, treadmills and stationary bikes, free weights, heavy- and speed-bags, and matted areas for floor exercising and stretching. To his left, against one wall, he spotted a series of doorways, which he assumed led to offices.As he approached his assumption proved correct. It resembled a medical office, with a small sliding glass window next to the door. A pretty blond sat at a desk on the other side of the glass, which she slid open to greet.