She went further and used to cover her head also with a scarf. But at hostel, she wears the salwar kameez top that she wore to college, and a night pa...t bottom. I never saw her changing her dress nor a bit of more skin. But I used to wear a sleeveless top without my bra, and either a skirt or a short. Not because am a bitch, but because I love wearing those from my childhood. I dint even have an idea that some people might be turned on seeing my thighs. I never knew anything about lesbian. .. My dad had passed away two years earlier and, as a tribute to him, I faithfully kept my pubes trimmed all the time. I was so comfortable with it that it didn't even bother me when I would get glances in the showers at the gym from other men.It was around that time that I made friends with a new member at the gym named Mark. He was a bodybuilder like me. He was well-built with good looks, and he asked me on occasion to spot him while he bench-pressed heavy weights. We became pretty good. After a very pleasant conversation, we agreed to meet again at the end of her shift in a week.The next Sunday, same time and place, I was much more relaxed. The same thing happened: meet, walk to her apartment, talk. For 6 very pleasant Sundays this kept up. I didn't know it then, but LaKeysha was about to raise the stakes.The next Sunday, she sat next to me on the couch instead of in her usual chair. I felt the old familiar tied-in-a-knot feeling starting to return. LaKeysha wouldn't let it. "Coleen stopped talking and grabbed me in another tight hug. She sure was excited and she quickly told me why."They've already found some Hawkingium. Helena says it's lying all over the place, instead of being buried as she thought it would be. Hurry up and help get this suit out so we can watch them on the monitor."I helped Coleen lay out another set of the shiny union suit, then sat beside her on one of the camp chairs and watched the incredible moving pictures on the small black rectangle..