"Bonnie removed her jeans and tee as well. Susan handed her the nylon bags and told her to put them on the picnic table. She opened the saddlebags and...removed several more items and a couple of plastic bags. She walked over to a large metal box Bonnie had not noticed till then. There was a padlock on the chest, and Susan unlocked it. Inside was a cooler filled with ice. Susan put two of the plastic bags inside after pulling out two bottles of water. She gave one bottle to Bonnie and told her to. Although I was not as physically athletic now as I had been a week ago, I had at least learned some fundamental moves- and a few unfundamental ones as well- from Diane. I had been tossed around the practice ring for several days and had been fucked silly for not learning fast enough, but I did learn. I had been a good wrestler with natural ability before last week, hopefully my new knowledge would offset the edge I lost when my body changed into this lush curvaciousness. Not that it mattered.. Hitherbottom had talked the administration into a contract with a minimal stipend but with a per seat bonus payment. His 150 student capacity sell out would mean a term fee twice that of tenured professors. Hitherbottom's Social Psychology degree was handy in putting together lecture notes, but his MBA proved a much greater asset to his bottom line.Hitherbottom started the day's lesson with an apology for the excessive heat in the auditorium as the current heat wave had proved quite a strain on. She chuckled as a Dane Cook joke ran through her mind. ‘Hey, knock it off, you’re buggin’ the world!’ Becoming absorbed in the article, she automatically ticked off stops, and got up when hers came, still reading. Suddenly remembering work, she tucked the paper into her bag and was off running again. As she jogged across the bridge, she gazed down at the Thames, again marveling at her luck. Skidding to a halt in front of the coffee shop where she worked, she calmly walked in and smiled at her.