She didn't have long to ponder that humiliation, though, as the door to the bathroom opened in front of her to make it even worse.From within the bath...oom, a young girl stepped out and stopped just short of the puddle Christy had made. She looked down at it and then back up at Christy's now soaked pants, a look of surprise on her face. "Did... Did you have an accident, Miss Christy?"At this point, Christy wasn't sure how to respond. Wetting your pants in front of a small child would be fairly. He clambered up, and stormed back with steam coming from his ears. He went to give her a backhand across her cheek. His hand stopped a fraction of an inch from hitting her when she grabbed his wrist. She delivered two backhanded blows; one with her right hand, and one with her left, that made his head ring like a bell.She stood there, anchored like a rock. His attempt to hit her in the stomach was rewarded with two of the hardest blows to the stomach he had ever felt. He stumbled backwards. ”“I left.”“Yes you did, but before you left you made sure that I was financially secure. There aren't many husbands who would do that. Hell, most of them would have tried to conceal their assets. You also came back.”“I love you.”That's my point. Michael we love each other so much that we've not only dared to reveal our secret desires to each other we've actually fostered them, we've encouraged them. That's true love.”“Yes, I guess it is.”“I don't think very many people trust each other enough. " 30-second pause as we sat down and sipped our tea.)I don't know if you noticed that I dressed a little differently today... (Pause as she took in my smiling nod). This was the next-to-last class in the course, and I was hoping you'd ask me out. My suite-mates and I had a little too much to drink last night, and... ("Suite-mates?")In the dorm. There are four bedrooms around a living area. Eight of us in a suite. Evelyn got a case of beer from a guy she's dating who owns a store. We were.