She was too tired to change out of her sweaty workout clothes, instead deciding to just drive home and collapse in a heap. She was tired. Not just phy...ically tired, but mentally and emotionally exhausted from the weeks and weeks of training. And she knew it was only going to get worse. There were three more weeks of training before the tryouts, and then two years of work to prepare for the Olympics. She closed her eyes. She had no idea how long she had sat there when she was snapped back to. Suddenly she started kissing me in the lift, without caring for the camera in it. I responded back and we kissed for 45 secs and reached on the first floor. Thankfully the lift didn’t stop in between.Sandhya gave me the keys of her silver Hyundai i20 and asked me to drive.I gladly took the keys and went straight to driving seat. I adjusted my driving seat. Meanwhile, she came close to the car opened the rear door of the car and sat in the rear seat. I was shocked.Me:- hey why are you sitting in. When were you thinking of?” I was thinking of all the needs of my flock, and how I hadn’t even begun to set up my pastoral assistant. I couldn’t do that until Rebecca was back from sailing with Joe, and then it would have to be round her sailing.“I was hoping for something before the summer break.”““I’ll have to call you back when I have a better idea, but I’m afraid I’m quite busy.”“That’s a pity. I expect it’ll keep, though.”*****************************The Archdeacon had called and given me. "What if I don't show up for one of those weekends?" she asked boldly, her mind desperately seeking ways out of this nightmare. Harold King, the Dean of Technology replied. "We know about your sister Joanne, lovely blonde lady who works at Look magazine. We also know that your daughter Mary is a student at another college in her second year of studies. She's cute and comely, most attractive. If we have problems with you, Louise, we will a***** and **** your daughter and sell her into sexual.