Meeting to discuss an internship with a literary agent friend of his. We discussed my interests in previous meetings where I talked about being a lite...ary agent while working towards a doctorate. I did not have a writing talent beyond niche markets like hard science fiction or male adventure, but I knew when a piece of work or a writer showed talent. Better yet, I was a fine editor, especially of other people’s work. The English faculty’s offices were located in the basement of the department. She liked Chris, even beyond thebrotherly "because she had to." Maybe it was because he seemed sovulnerable, and that she felt a need to protect him. OK, maybe even pushhim around a little when it came in handy - but he was always so niceand ready to help she would take advantage of him without even trying.Maybe she always felt a little sorry for him because she knew how hardhe had it with daddy, who always seemed disappointed with him. Whatever,she liked to have him around some, certainly way. And on that day he hugged me on my win. When I came home I kissed my thong once again. For next week I wear my lucky thong daily and used to seat in such a manner that he could see my thong but even during all these I kept my innocent face.But ice was still not melting; next week was the our flat turn for ludo; and I thought I will take it my last chance.Next Monday when he belled our flat, I was in casual clothes(hot and exhibitionist) a extremely thin almost see through t-shirt with deep neck. Incrementally. Step by sustainable step. One week she cut out the sugary drinks. The next she cut out potato chips. She added new things, experimented. Turned out carrots are fucking good, apples are sweet and juicy, but celery just never worked for her.For a while he did all her record-keeping. After two months he showed her a graph of how much stronger she'd gotten. That got her so interested he showed her how to log her own workouts, and that led to talking about counting calories. She never.