..Sitting along in a booth enjoying 18 yr old scotch, when I hear the clicking a high heels against the wooden floor. All the men and some of the wom...n turn and take you in. You are absolutely one of the hottest women I have ever seen. Wearing a short blue demon skirt white top and very super sexy red heels, but it's not what you are wearing, it's your smooth sexy long legs that has my attention. I can see the envy in all the men's eyes. I ask you to sit and you ask if I've been waiting long,. Your aunt Katherine obviously knew something, but after years of continually ignoring your questions and refusing to answer, you bitterly gave up on ever learning the truth of the matter. It still hurt if you allowed yourself to dwell on it, and you kept yourself emotionally distant from her and everyone else in town as a result. Noelle was the only one you could trust.If it weren't for her, you'd have left town a long time ago. Even if you stayed long enough to graduate, you would have taken. I’d just finished my workout and was taking a long, hot shower. The showers there don’t have curtains, and I often wonder who made that decision. Was this a gay thing, or a voyeur thing? Perhaps it’s the reason why I joined this particular gym. Hmmm, I hadn’t thought about that before. Maybe the owner is an exhibitionist himself; who knows?But I digress! Back to the story.There are six showers in the men’s change room, and three of them face the other three. Apart from the view they offer,. In the few seconds before she passed into the bathroom I indulged myself and looked at her. ..I lusted after her! I had an erection! My sleep was disturbed that night. My dreams were troubled and they involved doing things with Bambi Lynn that I was pledged never to do. Next morning I felt awkward and the warmth of our relationship was missing. It was my fault and I knew it. . .With every ounce of reserve that I could muster I forced myself to maintain my friendship with the lady who so sorely.