Almost without thinking I said, “Yeah, I think Beth and I would be up for that, who else is going?” Like I said, my naiveté was all too thick. I ...urned and started to walk over to the bleachers where our bags and noticed coach Matt sitting in his office looking out at Richard and me. I’d just gotten to my bag when Richard placed a hand on my shoulder. I turned and looked back to him. “Uhhh Amy, I ummm, meant just you and me. You know... a date sorta?” He said as he blushed a bit at having to. Its something you occasionally run into when you're getting ready to take a shower in gym: the girl next to you has a certain odor that is unique to a woman. That was present here, in spades. I probably smelled the same way. There are ads on TV about special deodorants designed to mask that smell, but there was no denying it here: there was a room full of sexually aroused females, and their juices were flowing.We finally got up, and hand in hand we picked our way over the writhing, moaning. " "Oh, yes, of course..." She reads quietly in a whisper. And I'm so close. Her voice is a bit breathy at times, but she tries to control its tempo and tone. I help turn the page. As I do, the back of my hand brushes across her nipple. "Oh..." she whispers involuntarily. "Here you go," I point to the text on the page.She continues reading to me in a low whisper. She reads a few sections aloud. Her voice is getting breathy and choppy at times, and she pauses every so often. She continues to read. But my mind kept working. There could be so many things I could do, but what? I informed my co-worker of my plans for the night, as we usually would ask each other. Nothing out of the ordinary. It was 6 o'clock when I got in. Waiting, waiting, waiting....when does my evening begin?I was finally alone after 15 minutes. I called my co-worker to inform him I forgot to turn off my computer and if he could since he works later than me. As he went over he touched the mouse and saw some.