Well, you've kept form better than some of the others in the team did during the break. You don't find training alone difficult?"She looked down."Yeah... well I'm used to it. My dad moves around a lot for his job, so I guess I learned to train anywhere. I used to do gymnastics when I was younger too, but it's easier to find a decent pool than a decent gym, so I chose to keep up the swimming. And even if I couldn't find a squad, I could always compete against my own times." Must have been hard,. .. would you like to wash my back?"I just nodded yes; I didn't try to say anything because I was scared silly that I would screw up the moment. She took me by the hand and pulled me up onto my feet."Good, I'm glad... now how about showing me where your bathroom is."I led her down the hallway and into the bedroom and pointed toward the bathroom. "Over there." I stuttered.Marilyn looked at the opened door then turned back to me. She cupped a breast and pulled on a nipple then lowered her arm and. She bit her lip for a second and nods while taking a seat across from me. "You are more sexy than the photos you sent me" I say. She giggles a thanks as we talk about everything from family to Fantasies. After talking for a good 2 hours I invite her home. We walk out of the cafe and leads her to my car. We arrive home and countine talking for another hour before she leans in and kisses me. I grab her head and bring my lips to hers as I invade her mouth with tongue. Our tongues intertwine as she. I saw her eyes, sharp with anger, soften, but they continued to round out, growing wider. They shimmered with liquid. The flush in her cheeks became a deep blush, and she looked at me with a new horror, her memory of the previous minute."My poor babies!" She gasp and fled through the living room and up the stairs. Her door slammed shut in the distance. The faint click of its lock sounded like the clang at the end of a wrestling match.I remained collapsed on the living room carpet and leaned.