And above it all, her face was alive and her eyes bright as she animatedly conversed with her colleague in Spanish, giggling sweetly from time to time...I decided I couldn't handle it and went back to my office, panting. And throbbing. It was terribly frustrating. Olivia was so gorgeous, so sexy - and so unreachable. She very firmly rebuffed everyone who made a pass at her and seldom even conversed for more than a minute with any of the men. It was well-known that she had a boyfriend. And if she. His problem was that he never followed up on that interest in him from women he met.Catharine wasn't like most of the women who saw Gil in a casual encounter. She'd worked with him for several years and Catharine had found herself increasingly attracted to Gil sexually. There had been times when she wished he would make a pass at her or proposition her sexually. There had been time she'd wished he would kiss her. Catharine's problem was there was no way for Gil to do anything sexually intimate. I asked if she modeled.She laughed. "I'm too little. They want girls with yard-long legs."I told her she was as pretty as any model and she blushed.We finished, got rid of our trash and went back to the car hand in hand. I asked if I could see her when she was done swimming.She nodded and said she guessed so, that she did not have to be back to the house until five.So we went back and rested some and swam some and then around two she'd had enough and her pale skin was showing some sunburn.I got. Kenny grabbed it, unfolded it, and smiled. 'Extortion, ' was my first thought, but then Kenny reached into the locker and pulled out a baggy. Something green and leafy. Probably oregano. Kenny was running an herb store for aspiring cooks.I took three big steps and kicked the locker door hard. It smashed closed, not quite catching Kenny's hand. As Kenny's head snapped toward me, I reached out and grabbed his wrist."Let go!" he yelled.I squeezed, and he dropped the baggy. "Not in my school," I.