I usually jog up 5 flights of stairs but today I decided to take the elevator. She had quite a bit of luggage with her and it seemed she was returning...from somewhere. I wished her morning and smiled. She greeted me back with a smile. When the elevator opened, I turned to her, pointed at her bags and asked, “Do you need any help with those?”Her: Yes, please. Thanks.I took the heavier ones and we both got on the elevator. I pressed ‘5’ and asked her, “Which floor?”Her: Same as yours.While we rode. .. One day, there was this particularly nice and sunny day, while doing some routine exercises, I was perhaps a bit loud and had perhaps not paid attention to something she had said, I’m not sure; the fact is that she got very upset at me.I have been thinking, many years after this, and I have come to the conclusion that really there was nothing that I could have done that could have truly justified what ended up happening... I suspect the reasons were of a different nature as this, and later. Her teeth sunk even deeper into her lip and she closed her eyes to fight back another rush of would-be tears. No, Rachel! Stop! You’re okay. She exhaled deeply through her lips. You. Are. Oh. Kay. It had been almost two weeks (or, eleven days if you were counting like Rachel was) since her fight with Rebecca in the parking lot. And really, ‘fight’ wasn’t an accurate description, it had been an execution. Rebecca had confronted her over the disturbing implication that she had hooked up with. I was so tired! I've never had to hike like that! And Robert carried the pack the whole time... I remember him undressing me. After all my teasing, I was wondering if he wanted to have sex with me, and I was so tired! I lay on my stomach and spread my legs a bit, expecting him to take off my panties and mount me from my rear. But he never did! He was so sweet and understanding, just more massaging of my calf. It felt so good! It's so nice to be petted in love. I do remember the soft caresses of.