Kelly promised that the arrangements were set but he couldn’t be 100% sure. Arriving Friday evening at the Weekend’s welcoming gala, Roger was met... and escorted to the registration desk by a chicly dressed freshman hostess. He signed the customary forms and waivers, pledging to abide by all safety protocols and adhere strictly to the weekend random roster assignments. He was given the pseudonym of Guest Coach Tutor B, or Mr. B, the gentlemen guests’ real names undisclosed to the TWA students.. “He’s got a great ass, doesn’t he?” said Essie.“Yes he does,” Celia giggled. “Now are you going to tell me about yourself, since it seems I passed the audition.”“You got that did you?”“Yep.”“Clever girl. But you know you already passed it. With flying colors. Crept right into Joe’s heart. And Eddie’s. And Ginny’s.”“I didn’t...”“Of course you did. Whether it was predatory or protectionary, I don’t care. You’re a clever girl. I like clever girls as does those two studs.”“You liking me was. What's your story?"Trent had indeed been closed off about his background, as it was both painful and a source of shame for him. Sasha, in being so open and honest about her own life, had put him in a position where it would be difficult to refuse. Now, though, he believed that she would keep anything he said in confidence, and it was that which allowed him to open up for the first time in years."Well, the short version is that I was married until about two years ago," he said, keeping his eyes. Now alone, I undressed the same as I had for my wife, I slip beside her. I hold my wife as she cries herself to sleep. It is a long night, and I am tempted to erase Isabels memory of the previous night. I could not tell you why I did not, but each time I started to do the spell to make Isabel forget I could not. I lay there and cuddle to her, wanting to remove her pain but could not. When Isabel finally woke, it was long before dawn I still had not slept. As always, when Isabel and I cuddle.