I turned slowly, facing the back wall. I heard her feet move on the floor.She was so close to me, but she was not touching me. I enjoyed the tension, ...the anticipation. I wanted her to touch me…So I waited for her touch."Put your hands on the wall..." It was her next order.I leant forward, putting my hands on the cold tiles of this wall.Then she finally picked up the hem of my short dress, pulling it right up to my waist. I felt the cold air passing through my bare buttocks and my cunt, since I. I caught myself listening at every opportunity when Mom or one of the other ladies asked questions. It seemed Trina met them all at some point through physical therapy. It made sense; fit people do get injured at times. The conversations were so interesting. Each of them was so passionate about what they did. I hoped I'd find something I was as passionate about at some point. I think Mom's inhibitions were down a notch when she asked Carmen, "What is salsa dancing? Like Dirty Dancing?"Carmen. I am so sorry. I had to feel loved once more. You were my Gloria, my love.’ Kat turned her head to obliquely stare at him. She tried to figure out what his next words were. ‘I want you to have this,’ he said, pushing a paper bag into her hands. Inside it was a felt covered box. Curiously, she opened it to see a glittering silver necklace. It was adorned with a single topaz in the centre, which radiated shards of golden light in every direction. She could not contain a gasp of amazement. ‘I gave. Mostly she played on the "girl-next-door" look, with overalls and jeans, but she had been known to get away with the occasional knee-length shirt, or revealing top. She had tanned shoulders, which she showed off only slightly more than her tanned cleavage.Despite her attractiveness, however, Carly had never had a real boyfriend. She had always been too shy, or too busy, or perhaps a combination of the two. Scratching behind Alistair's ear, she wondered what she was going to do when every other.