"Why don't you have a seat here, so we could go over a few things." She crossed in front of me and went behind a desk and sat down in somewhat comfort...ble office chair. I sat down in a folding chair. I felt like I was at a bank or in a principles office. A very sexy looking principles office. I put my bag down and saw that she took out a folder with a few papers in it. She started to write my name on the tab of the folder. "Why don't you give me your last name initial, so that I don't mix. ”“Well I’ll see what I can do here,” Marcus said. “Maybe we can spin a yarn to their girls.”“Give me a call in ten.” Sharon said. “I’m as horny as hell.”“No worries love, see ya.”“Bye,” Sharon said and slipped her phone back into her bag.The ticket office was still open and a man of indistinguishable ethnic origin glumly slid her ticket across the grate without even glancing up from his magazine.Like a hypnotist’s spiral, the rain spun around in loops as it was blown down the road in the. Not that Maddie was complaining; he was a cutie. He had a full head of sandy brown hair. He was wearing a loose fitting grey henley shirt over denim shorts and leather sandals. His biceps filled his shirtsleeves, and she bet that if she peeked under the hem of his shirt she would find a six-pack of abs."So what are we doing?" he asked, eyeing the rolling rack."It's pretty complicated," Maddie said with a wry smile. She pulled a light weight blazer off the rack and showed him the label the. So did the senior instructor. Frank saw Jennifer could barely contain herself while bowing, with the dark-green belt now tied around her slender waist.After she was dismissed, and barely slowing down to accept congratulations from other students, Jennifer barreled into Frank and hugged him tightly.Despite both of them being sweaty, or maybe because of it, Frank was extremely conscious of Jennifer's body. Her smell, if anything, made her more attractive. With her hair darkened with sweat, and.