This went on for several days and we were getting used to bumping into each other this way.We had become so casual about it until this morning when I ...noticed she was taking a good look at the bulge in my shorts as I walked by her. After a quick pee and washing up I quietly walked to the kitchen doorway and peeked in to see what Karen was doing. As I caught sight of her she was on the far side of the table leaning over as she wiped the table with a cloth, her robe hung loosely around her which. I looked up, and sure enough, its Megan. Mind if I join you? she asked. No, not at all, I replied. Youre a really good trainer, she said as she sat down across from me, Why havent they made you a manager? Well, Im moving away to college in 2 months, and they dont wanna spend the time and money to train me if Im just going to leave, I told her, realizing that if I tried to get into a relationship with Megan, I would have to do the same thing her and her ex did, break up because of the distance.. You can remove your thumbs." She drank, smiling nervously at me again, I love it when she does that.She was still smiling as I left the bathroom. The smile drained a little whenI returned holding a couple of bags of flour. "My, you are thirsty, aren't you?" I said, unwrapping the first one. "Yes, sir," she said between gulps. I realised I had been a fool. I had brought the flour up, partly to pourit over her - and I would - but mostly so I could cop a feel as I rubbed itinto her clothes.. Mack thought about that incongruity. How is it possible for Mary to be excited and engaged in all of this week’s adventures and Mack still feel guilty about corrupting her? Maybe it was because the protector in him was worried about the outcome. What if he wasn’t good enough to protect her from the unexpected?It was one thing for Mack and Mary to have these adventures all week; it was another for John to join on Saturday. John was the unknown, the unexpected, in the relationship. Mack thought.