Hayden placed her carefully onto the tiled shower floor, his arms trembling from the exertion of holding her, despite her slight build. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and looked around. Most of the lights were off in the women's shower room at City Fitness. It was their idea of "mood lighting." One day, we're going to have to do that somewhere more traditional," Elaine laughed.Their kiss felt tropical, mouths still wet from the shower spray, loose and lazy. "The decline bench press not traditional enough for you?" Elaine rolled her eyes, but couldn't help stirring at the memory: draped backwards on the sloped bench, a knee looped in one leg restraint as Hayden fucked her from above -- she came with a head rush, curling up against his lean nudity and nearly passing out.Hayden conceded. "OK, I suppose that was a bit much, even by our standards." Their standards. She thought of her conversation with Rebecca earlier and hesitated. Hayden saw it. "What?" You know that thing we. My clothes were still under the rock. I didn’t think about being naked, I just wanted to get away from Mr. Williams.I ran for a few minutes until I knew he wasn’t following me. I leaned against a tree to catch my breath. My heart was pounding. How did I manage to get myself into this? I stayed there for a few minutes and thought of what I was going to do.“Are you ok?”I felt a hand over my mouth.“Don’t scream. It’s me. Bobby.”I was never so happy to see a friendly face. I wrapped my arms around him and started crying.“What’s wrong? What did he do to you?”“He didn’t touch me. I ran away before he could.”I told Bobby what Mr. Williams had done and said. He held me close. I felt so safe in his arms. I forgot about being naked.He took off his shirt and wrapped it around me. He was a lot taller than me so it worked well to cover my important areas. We sat by the tree. He had his arm around me and I rested my head on his chest.He was rubbing my back. It felt so good. I forgot all about what.
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