After about 6 weeks every single person either stopped coming or was on vacation so that left just me and coach. My suspicions about him patting my as... was clearly becoming more touchy and one day when he did it he rubbed his finger on my asshole for a brief second and pretended like it was no big deal. After workin out with him I always showered and now that i was by myself Coach started showering with me and even though he was on the opposite side, his dick was rock hard but he always tried. "What's wrong, has something happened to Mike?" No, nothing like that, we need to talk, be at the Lotus Blossom restaurant at twelve." Talk? What about?" I can't explain now, twelve o'clock, it's important."I heard the click as she broke the connection and was left holding the phone while I tried to get my mind working.I stumbled into the bathroom, used the toilet then stood at the sink cleaning my teeth to get rid of the aftertaste of last night's wine. My mind was still puzzling over what it. After she pays the fare she starts walking down the aisle. As I observe her from my peripheral view I notice she decides to take the empty seat right next to me, this puzzles me. I'm not a very good-looking guy, I'm borderline average, I radiate NO sex appeal whatsoever. And the fact that there are empty seats everywhere perplexes me even more! I genuinely cannot come up with any rational reason to explain this phenomenon... so I just keep on peering outside the window. At one point I decide to. What I needed was a shower, so I went looking for one of the women. It was Chrissie I met."Any chance of getting a shower, before I get changed," I asked."Use the shower outside the shearing shed that is the one the shearers use," was all she said.Returning I saw that a towel and a bar of laundry soap was on the chair. I was certain it wasn't there when I was in the room previously, but there was also an old cut-throat razor beside the soap. I have never used a cut-throat razor in my life, I.