"Soccer players train byrunning don't they?" Sometimes," she replied."Would you like to run with me? I like going out in the early morning beforeit ge...s too hot, and you would not have to be at work yet." That's very nice of you, yes, I do not train any more now that I am out ofschool but I still do like to run, so, yes I'd love to. If you don't mind myasking, are you here because you are unhappy with your body? Because I seenothing to be unhappy about. I know he sees people for body image. She is all over me thanking me for this favor, how she will make it up to me, how I will enjoy meeting Joseph and how he will be especially cruel to me. And then she dashes off to catch her plane.I stand on the terminal like an idiot. Pick up the cell phone and dial her number to tell her that no way, no how, no where and hear her phone ringing in my purse! I had borrowed it last night, and forgot to give it back to her. OK there is still hope, she will call me tonight to tell me that she. Back in Chicago Frances and I settle back into our daily routine. Shewould go back to Marshal Fields and I would finish up my senior year.Frances and I continue to sleep together several nights a week. Itwas still every bit as much fun as it was the first couple of timeswe tried it. Only now it has a lot more meaning for me. The more Ihealed and the more sensitive I became, I too started to have in somesmall way some of the same feelings she was having. I could neverhave imagined that it would. Then I felt pressure on my hole, and a slight sting. Bills finger was in me. As Tim went limp and his dick fell out of my mouth. Bill twisted his finger in my butt slowly. Even though I came my dick stiffed again as he played with my hole. Tim slid out from under me and went to Bill. He wrapped his arms around him and hugged him. Bill pulled his finger out of me and hugged Tims neck. He turned, facing Tim he gave him a kiss. Tim reached down and pulled Bills shirt off, then his shorts. As he.