Quickly walking back to the other side of campus to my class, getting there and there was a note posted on the door “NO class today”, I’m always... up for cancelled classes, especially today. I look down at the time, and figure you are still at the gym, but with no way to get a hold of you, l txt Kelsey and ask her if she wants to have lunch. We head up to the cafeteria… she asks how you are doing and where you are at, she didn’t figure I’d leave you alone… I told her I had left my card with you. Totally naked, drenched in sweat, her knees bent, her arms stretched so tightly that even her veins seem to press through her bare flesh, her head hangs downward, her stringy black hair matted across her forehead and shoulders as her stomach flattens, ripples with each gasping breath. Forcing herself to look even closer, it’s obvious that the small square pieces of flat wood covering her palms and ankles are penetrated by real metal skewers, impaling her to the cross. Again unnoticed,. Well, it had been 'there' since the first email. But, now it was actually, truly, without a doubt there.I emailed him back with the lamest of excuses. First of all, I was working. I couldn't just drop everything to run out for some steamy, erotic, secret rendezvous down the street. Secondly, I am hardly dressed for it. It was Friday after all - office casual day. I was hardly dressed in anything remotely appealing or sexy. Girlish preppy was more like it. An untucked, tailored shirt, leaving. And then he meets her again next time and takes her to an apartment that was maintained for just such incidents.Now Further.CHAPTER-1PART-5‘Oh, no, no!’ she laughed, ‘you are far, far away! But still!’-this with a somewhat serious look at me, which was, however, a mock one-‘I am afraid, my dear, if I were to tell you about it, or them, you might want to follow the same tactics that you have done with my dress, and that, I am sure, would be perfectly terrible!’ And she held up her hands in mock.