I just didn't think it was that kind of connection until I kissed you. I mean, I’ve always loved you but I never thought about being able to love yo... in that way.” Christian took a long sigh, then carried on. "I shouldn't have put you in this position. Last night, while you slept, I tried to go through scenarios of how to end our friendship, continue our friendship, and I even entertained the possibility of trying something else. I mean, I was wracking my brain for hours."Morgan was filled with. "I wonder how that bitch managed to get here. Our Staffing department really should have higher standards." Her comments evoked expressions of shock from the other members of her group. Kathryn walked toward Jasmine. As she approached, Jasmine turned toward her."Well I'll be," said Jasmine when she saw Kathryn, her expression turned dark and to one of intense dislike, "if isn't the campus slut. How's tricks slut?" Slut? You're a fine one to be calling anyone a slut," snarled Kathryn back. "What. I decide to have some fun with you and walk up behind you while you’re focused on the rack of clothes in front of you. I whisper in your ear that I want your panties. I volunteer to hold your purse as you scurry off to a changing room with nothing to try on. I notice a salesperson giving you an odd look as you enter the changing room. As you get into the changing room, you realize, my generous offer of holding your purse had an ulterior motive. You have nowhere to hide your bright red panties. My second night in San Diego was very educational. I heard about the swimming pool in the basement of the YMCA and that Thursday night was men's night only and you couldn't wear a swim suit. I hesitated before going downstairs because as a youngster I hated to get naked in front of anyone else. In fact I never took showers in school because of that. I didn't know what if anything was going to happen but decided to brave it out. I paid a dollar, got a wire basket with a padlock for my clothes.