I went into our bathroom and started running the water, and making sure the heating was on because it always seemed to be colder there, when there was...enough water in the bath, I got in and stood there for a few minutes because I love really hot water and it was too hot to sit in straight away, as I eased my way down into this lovely hot water I could feel it working up my legs and thighs, it felt really nice around my pussy and ass as I rubbed my pussy and opened my lips, I got some soap on. She replies saying it's great and that it was good to be doing squats and deadlifts etc again. Then tells me that she was hit on by a Pakistani guy. I shrug it off saying it's creepy to do in a gym. Bearing in mind the town she moved to has a large Asian community and large Mosque. A community which she happened to live right alongside.Over the next few weeks each time her going to the gym is brought up in conversation she tells me that yet another guy has hit on her at the gym. She makes it. And she had lied in so many ways to cover it up. And Zeena had done that too.Could he get over it? Could it happen again? Could he ever trust either of them? Dan had no idea. The main thing was: would they take responsibility and tell the truth?Just at noon, Dan pulled in behind Zeena's Accord and went in. They were sitting at the kitchen table talking quietly, but they stopped when he came in. Someone had made a pot of coffee and he felt bold enough about the condition of his stomach to draw a. Be happy, I will be with my Savior and I will see you again. I love you both." He told us. As I looked at him, there were tears in his eyes and mine too. I gripped his hand, leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. He was asleep again. I looked over at Grace and she was sitting there gripping his other hand trying to cry quietly and clearly not being able to do it. I got up and went around the bed and took her in my arms and held her while we both held his hand.We sat down and maintained.