Itook his hand since I was closer and he helped out of the back seat."Are you okay, Hailey? You look a little flushed," Jarod asked quietly.His concer...n was genuine, but I dared not admit my arousal."I'm fine, just a little hot maybe. I can't wait to get in the water," Ilied back, feeling my cheeks burn hotter for it. Jarod's attentionlingered on me for only a moment longer before he helped Steph out ofthe car."Ack, what's this?" Jarod grimaced shaking a clear liquid from his handonce my friend. I'm gonna fucking cry again.Not going back to the gym again. Need to call and cancel.Still too hot in my bed but I just can't deal with anything right nowso I'm fucking hiding under the covers like some middle school kid witha flashlight and my diary. Emotional pussy.Got home and that was fine, right? Got dressed and was about to leavefor the gym when I look down and see my fucking titties bulging againstmy chest and my nipples rock hard.It's weird. Fucking disgusting but I mean, I like tits. He was tall, almost 5' 10" and strong with big muscles. The younger one was lean but had very well shaped 5'7" body that was still growing. They were Adam and Andy and they were brothers. The woman between them was Amanda, their mother. Amanda was 52. She had Adam when she was 32. Andy came a few years after. She was glad neither had taken their fathers' looks. Adam was conceived when she had risky, unprotected sex with a Mexican man behind a club. Andy was the product of a whirlwind romance. He'd even thought about jumping companies, really move up that way. However, he kind of enjoyed the work there, and wasn't ambitious enough to run that risk.He sighed again, pattered by the occasional raindrop. It looked like it may hold off until he got to the station. Maybe it was the routine that was getting him down. He mused over this as he descended the stairs to the subway. Not a lot to see, as the station was packed on a Friday afternoon. Same old walls, same turnstile he used everyday.