Although early I got up and showered, letting the dream fade with the warm water. I dressed in my red outfit, a smile crossed my face when I remembere... Tom's words about it yesterday. Fuck it, I thought, get yourself off to work and forget about Tom. But of course I couldn't, by knocking off time I was I a right old state and couldn't wait to get home and see him again. Oh shit why was he dressed like that, in just his shorts, his torso all beautifully and bare."Hi sis," he said smiling at me,. She seldom dated, a ritual going back to her high school days. It wasn't that Janet didn't like boys, she did, but they just seemed to ignore her, not the kind of a girl to show off to your friends or take home to mother.No, Janet had her own special sex life and she used these mountain excursions for her own pleasure. She had left her dorm room because two of her roommates were having a party and she wanted some privacy. Stored inside her tent, ready for use when she wanted it, was her. "I'll come back in to check on you before I leave," she informs me. "That's a promise!" she adds. I wish I could see her smile, I can hear it in the tone of voice however, and somehow see her as Teri Hatcher for some reason."I'll be looking forward to that," I tell her, even as the door softly closes to my room.Once again sleep. Time passes. I can't help but wonder if she came, if I missed her before she left. Darkness prevails and I have no sense of the evening, or even morning perhaps. Only. ”“Good! Let’s finish our stretches and do our warm-ups.”We did just that, and had one of our better training runs. I pushed my darker thoughts to the back of my mind, determined to qualify for Boston and get the truth out of Marge.Our training went well, and I was growing in confidence that I would do well enough to qualify for Boston. I wish I could say the same for our love life. Oh, we still dated, and we still had sex, though not quite as often as we had been.Some of the passion seemed to.