We ran and spoke not to one another as we finished the last lap, we went to the shower. Once in the shower room I retreated to the far end of the sho...er room and turned on a shower head. Sulking and and angry I lathered up and was about to rinse off, when I turned around to see my adversary under the first shower head. I could not help but stare at his body as he lathered up, his muscles were ripped and tight and as he turned I saw his huge fuck tool hanging from his mid section. I stared too. Was he the chap in the picture? After all she had no proof, it would be on trust, was she likely to fall into the hands of some ruthless serial killer, a nut case or a perverted slave trader, or a…a… her mind reeled, the offer was there, her body wanted it, her mind wanted it, it was a chance to do all those wicked things that her mind wished for all this time, but … she went to her bed mind turning over and over the whole question, sleep came slowly, dozing then dreaming, dozing again, awake. Ok it’s worse than that. I’m a carpenters dream as my dad say’s. I’m flat on both sides. Although I’ve always thought of it as being athletic. “Ok Meraina where am I taking you?” Dave queried. “Well I was kind of hoping we could go to your place.” Dave just nodded his head and stroked his beard. Dave was very skinny almost two dimensional. He was about 5’11” with long black hair and very long goatee. When Dave finally said something I was surprised at his voice. He sounded almost reasonable. I. I unfolded it and opened the page and began to read.To my dearest daughter,I know I have lost every right to address you in these terms. But I have been told what the colonel said at his dinner last night. I am so sorry, that I did not have the courage or felt I had the right to stand against your father when you most needed me to do so. Not only that, I cannot say how devastated I am that I did not believe you when you said you had slept with no one but the colonel.That just emphasises how.