"Okay, so?" Kristina asked,uninterested. Serena stood in front of both of them, her hands on her hips. "Well, Ithink you and Ryan should share clothes... After all, you're about the samesize." Ryan bolted up onto his feet while Kristina sat in stunned silence. "There's NO WAY I'm gonna do that!" he said, clearly not for the idea. Serena was visibly upset with his response. She looked to Kristina. "Wellhoney, do you feel the same way?" Serena asked. Kristina slowly stood up, but her hands on her. Her intro me that I am comp. Eng. and come to see the computer as it is not working. She uses that computer to talk to her husband. And then she took me to her bed room, on first floor.This is a small, room, with a PC a cabinate, and some box’s and a bed. As soon as we enter her room, I just hug her from behind, and she just pushed me aways, and with anger she looked to me. And withour saying any thing, she make me understand just wait.She went back and bring a glass of water for me, and then. So whatever flags were raised, here I simply ignored them. And rightly would have -- if that had been the last occurrence. After all, it was harmless. Trivial. Perfunctory! But then for a second time, with renewed interest, she swiveled her neck sideways to look at me and the spell was broken. Sharply I whipped my faced forward, only to sneak a quick look her way again to see that she was still looking at me, and slightly grinning. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, and started preparing. When I arrive I am told to ride the stationary bike to warm up my knee and muscles. I do that and when completed I head to the therapy area and I am told to hop on the table laying on my back. In she comes and has a very warm welcome for me and even though I can't see her smile because of the mask I can see it in her eyes.She begins with some small talk then professional questions about my knee. She feels around the knee then runs her hands over my quads then on my hamstrings. She tells me.