Housesitting

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<> <div id="wrap"> <div id="header"><<header>></div> <div id="contentdiv"><<imageCode>><<=$content>></div> <div id="footer"><<footer>></div> </div> <>

<> <section class="paper"> <div id="diaryheader"> <<diaryheader>> </div> <div class="papertext"> <<include _DiaryArr[_index]>> </div> </section> <>

<> <<if $mode === "append">> <<set $option1 = "<<link '$opt1name'>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($opt1incl)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($opt1init)>><<replace '#image'>><<imageCode>><</replace>><<set $content = '<<include $opt1incl>>'>><<append '#content'>> @@#document;---->@@ $content<</append>><<include $opt1init>><<replace '#header'>><<header>><</replace>><<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>><</link>>">> <<set $option2 = "<<link '$opt2name'>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($opt2incl)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($opt2init)>><<replace '#image'>><<imageCode>><</replace>><<set $content = '<<include $opt2incl>>'>><<append '#content'>> @@#document;---->@@ $content<</append>><<include $opt2init>><<replace '#header'>><<header>><</replace>><<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>><</link>>">> <<set $option3 = "<<link '$opt3name'>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($opt3incl)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($opt3init)>><<replace '#image'>><<imageCode>><</replace>><<set $content = '<<include $opt3incl>>'>><<append '#content'>> @@#document;---->@@ $content<</append>><<include $opt3init>><<replace '#header'>><<header>><</replace>><<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>><</link>>">> <<elseif $mode === "replace">> <<set $option1 = "<<link '$opt1name'>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($opt1incl)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($opt1init)>><<replace '#image'>><<imageCode>><</replace>><<set $content = '<<include $opt1incl>>'>><<replace '#content'>>$content<</replace>><<include $opt1init>><<replace '#header'>><<header>><</replace>><<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>><<run if ('scrollRestoration' in history) window.scrollTo(0,0);>><</link>>">> <<set $option2 = "<<link '$opt2name'>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($opt2incl)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($opt2init)>><<replace '#image'>><<imageCode>><</replace>><<set $content = '<<include $opt2incl>>'>><<replace '#content'>>$content<</replace>><<include $opt2init>><<replace '#header'>><<header>><</replace>><<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>><<run if ('scrollRestoration' in history) window.scrollTo(0,0);>><</link>>">> <<set $option3 = "<<link '$opt3name'>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($opt3incl)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($opt3init)>><<replace '#image'>><<imageCode>><</replace>><<set $content = '<<include $opt3incl>>'>><<replace '#content'>>$content<</replace>><<include $opt3init>><<replace '#header'>><<header>><</replace>><<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>><<run if ('scrollRestoration' in history) window.scrollTo(0,0);>><</link>>">> <<else>> <<set $option1 = "<<link `$opt1name` `$opt1incl`>><</link>>">> <<set $option2 = "<<link `$opt2name` `$opt2incl`>><</link>>">> <<set $option3 = "<<link `$opt3name` `$opt3incl`>><</link>>">> <</if>> <<unset $mode>> <>

<> <<script>> /* Internal Section */ let V = State.variables; V.dispTitle = V.dispTitle ? V.dispTitle : "Housesitting"; V.backArr = []; V.backInitArr = []; /* Conditional Section */ V.Points = V.Points ? V.Points : {}; V.Points['PCStern'] = V.Points['PCStern'] ? V.Points['PCStern'] : 0; V.Points['Sarah'] = V.Points['Sarah'] ? V.Points['Sarah'] : 0; /* Character Section */ V.defBoyName = V.defBoyName ? V.defBoyName : "Jake"; V.defBoyNick = V.defBoyNick ? V.defBoyNick : "Jake"; V.defBoyAge = V.defBoyAge ? V.defBoyAge : "21"; V.defGirlName = V.defGirlName ? V.defGirlName : "Julia"; V.defGirlNick = V.defGirlNick ? V.defGirlNick : "Jules"; V.defGirlAge = V.defGirlAge? V.defGirlAge : "18"; V.defHeight = V.defHeight ? V.defHeight : "five-and-a-half foot tall"; V.girlBreasts = V.girlBreasts? V.girlBreasts : "modest"; V.defManName = V.defManName ? V.defManName : "Henrik"; V.defWomanName = V.defWomanName ? V.defWomanName : "Anne"; /* Relationship Section */ V.BoyRel = V.BoyRel ? V.BoyRel : "Housemate"; V.boyRel = V.BoyRel.toLowerCase(); V.BoyRelly = V.BoyRelly ? V.BoyRelly : "Friendly"; V.boyRelly = V.BoyRelly.toLowerCase(); V.GirlRel = V.GirlRel ? V.GirlRel : "Housemate"; V.girlRel = V.GirlRel.toLowerCase(); V.GirlShortRel = V.GirlShortRel ? V.GirlShortRel : "Friend"; V.girlShortRel = V.GirlShortRel.toLowerCase(); V.BoyGirlRel = V.BoyGirlRel ? V.BoyGirlRel : "Cohabitants"; V.boygirlRel = V.BoyGirlRel.toLowerCase(); V.ManRel = V.ManRel ? V.ManRel : "The landlord"; V.manRel = V.ManRel.toLowerCase(); V.ManShortRel = V.ManShortRel ? V.ManShortRel : "The landlord"; V.manShortRel = V.ManShortRel.toLowerCase(); V.ManRelly = V.ManRelly ? V.ManRelly : "Friendly"; V.manRelly = V.ManRelly.toLowerCase(); V.WomanRel = V.WomanRel ? V.WomanRel : "The landlord's wife"; V.womanRel = V.WomanRel.toLowerCase(); V.WomanShortRel = V.WomanShortRel ? V.WomanShortRel : "The landlord's wife"; V.womanShortRel = V.WomanShortRel.toLowerCase(); V.WomanRelly = V.WomanRelly ? V.WomanRelly : "Caretakingly"; V.womanRelly = V.WomanRelly.toLowerCase(); V.WomanHood = V.WomanHood ? V.WomanHood : "Caretaking"; V.womanHood = V.WomanHood.toLowerCase(); V.BoyToManWomanRel = V.BoyToManWomanRel ? V.BoyToManWomanRel : "Boy"; V.boyTomanwomanRel = V.BoyToManWomanRel.toLowerCase(); V.ManWomanToBoyGirlRel = V.ManWomanToBoyGirlRel ? V.ManWomanToBoyGirlRel : "Landlords"; V.manwomanToboygirlRel = V.ManWomanToBoyGirlRel.toLowerCase(); V.BoyGirlManWomanRel = V.BoyGirlManWomanRel ? V.BoyGirlManWomanRel : "Household"; V.boygirlmanwomanRel = V.BoyGirlManWomanRel.toLowerCase(); V.Education = V.Education ? V.Education : "University"; V.education = V.Education.toLowerCase(); /* Text Section */ V.settingsDisclaimer = V.settingsDisclaimer ? V.settingsDisclaimer : `An age gap of three or more years is recommended.`; V.D08S01Pst2 = `"I think my period is due, my emotions have been all over the place." "Oh. Any other symptoms?" I pause for a second, "Like cramps, diarrhea, or back pain?" "Some cramps, but nothing major. It's just some PMS, I'm fine, and I'm used to it already." "Sounds like it. It's good that it's nothing serious." `; V.D08S01Pst1 = V.D08S01Pst1 ? V.D08S01Pst1 : V.D08S01Pst2; V.D08S01Pst0 = V.D08S01Pst0 ? V.D08S01Pst0 : V.D08S01Pst2; V.D09S02Pst2 = `She has the technique to be a good long-distance swimmer, but she needs to further train her endurance. Another year, and it'll all be different. She'll have a very good chance of qualifying then." "Great, I'm looking forward to it."`; V.D09S02Pst1 = V.D09001Pst1 ? V.D09S01Pst1 : V.D09S02Pst2; V.D09S02Pst0 = V.D09S01Pst0 ? V.D09S01Pst0 : V.D09S02Pst2; <</script>> <>

<> <<widget "imageCode">> <<run _img = imageExists(State.variables.backArr[State.variables.backArr.length - 1]+setup.ImageFormat)>> <<repeat 1ms>> <<if _img.status != "waiting">> <<if _img.status>> <img @src="_img.src" width="100%"> <<else>> <<run toggleImg(true)>> <</if>> <<stop>> <</if>> <</repeat>> <</widget>> <<widget "header">> <<if $backArr[$backArr.length-1] === undefined>> <<hovertip $include>>$day, $time. $scene.<</hovertip>> <<if !$backArr.includes($include)>> <<run $backArr.push($include)>><<run $backInitArr.push($init)>> <</if>> <<else>> <<hovertip $backArr[$backArr.length-1]>>$day, $time. $scene.<</hovertip>> <</if>> <<if $backArr.length-2 >= 0>> <<link "≪">> <<replace "#content">><<include $backArr[$backArr.length-2]>><</replace>> <<include $backInitArr[$backInitArr.length-2]>> <<run $backArr.pop()>> <<run $backInitArr.pop()>> <<replace "#header">><<header>><</replace>> <<replace "#image">><<imageCode>><</replace>> <<replace "#footer">><<footer>><</replace>> <</link>> <<else>> <<hovertip "You cannot go back further.">>≪<</hovertip>> <</if>> <<back "⋘">> <<link "⌂" "HOME">><</link>> <<link "🗀">> <<run Save.export()>> <</link>> <img src="data:image/svg+xml,%3Csvg viewBox='0 0 512 512' xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2000/svg'%3E%3Cpath d='m456 512h-400c-30 0-56-26-56-56v-400c0-30 26-56 56-56h400c30 0 56 26 56 56v400c0 30-27 56-56 56zm-5-471h-390c-14 0-20 10-20 20v390c0 19 15 20 20 20h390c12 0 20-7 20-20v-390c0-17-11-20-20-20z' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3Cpath d='m163 79v163h10c15 0 30-2 37-5 18-9 22-19 25-33h8v97h-8c-3-15-14-27-25-32-12-5-20-5-37-5h-10v123c0 20 1 33 3 39 2 5 5 9 11 14 5 4 12 6 19 6h9v11h-133v-11h8c8 0 14-2 18-6 3-2 6-7 8-14 2-5 2-18 2-38v-264c0-20-1-33-2-39-3-13-15-19-26-19h-8c-1 0 0-11 0-11h220v116h-8c-2-27-6-47-14-60s-17-22-32-27c-8-4-25-5-48-5z' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3Cpath d='m271 155v129h8c12 0 24-2 30-4 14-7 18-15 20-26h6v78h-6c-2-12-11-22-20-26-10-4-16-4-30-4h-8v99c0 16 1 26 2 31 2 4 4 7 9 11 4 3 10 5 15 5h7v9h-106v-9h6c6 0 11-2 14-5 2-2 5-6 6-11 2-4 2-14 2-30v-211c0-16-1-26-2-31-2-10-12-15-21-15h-6c-1 0 0-9 0-9h176v93h-6c-2-22-5-38-11-48s-14-18-26-22c-6-3-20-4-38-4z' opacity='0.75' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3Cpath d='m361 217v102h6c10 0 19-1 23-3 11-6 14-12 16-21h5v62h-5c-2-10-9-17-16-20-8-3-13-3-23-3h-6v78c0 13 1 21 2 25 1 3 3 6 7 9 3 3 8 4 12 4h6v7h-84v-7h5c5 0 9-1 11-4 2-1 4-4 5-9 1-3 1-11 1-24v-168c0-13-1-21-1-25-2-8-10-12-17-12h-5c-1 0 0-7 0-7h140v74h-5c-1-17-4-30-9-38s-11-14-20-17c-5-3-16-3-30-3z' opacity='0.5' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3C/svg%3E" alt="Larger font" title="Larger font" class="fullscreenImg nohide" style="top: 70px;" onclick="fontSize(1)"> <img src="data:image/svg+xml,%3Csvg viewBox='0 0 512 512' xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2000/svg'%3E%3Cpath d='m456 512h-400c-30 0-56-26-56-56v-400c0-30 26-56 56-56h400c30 0 56 26 56 56v400c0 30-27 56-56 56zm-5-471h-390c-14 0-20 10-20 20v390c0 19 15 20 20 20h390c12 0 20-7 20-20v-390c0-17-11-20-20-20z' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3Cpath d='m163 79v163h10c15 0 30-2 37-5 18-9 22-19 25-33h8v97h-8c-3-15-14-27-25-32-12-5-20-5-37-5h-10v123c0 20 1 33 3 39 2 5 5 9 11 14 5 4 12 6 19 6h9v11h-133v-11h8c8 0 14-2 18-6 3-2 6-7 8-14 2-5 2-18 2-38v-264c0-20-1-33-2-39-3-13-15-19-26-19h-8c-1 0 0-11 0-11h220v116h-8c-2-27-6-47-14-60s-17-22-32-27c-8-4-25-5-48-5z' opacity='0.5' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3Cpath d='m271 155v129h8c12 0 24-2 30-4 14-7 18-15 20-26h6v78h-6c-2-12-11-22-20-26-10-4-16-4-30-4h-8v99c0 16 1 26 2 31 2 4 4 7 9 11 4 3 10 5 15 5h7v9h-106v-9h6c6 0 11-2 14-5 2-2 5-6 6-11 2-4 2-14 2-30v-211c0-16-1-26-2-31-2-10-12-15-21-15h-6c-1 0 0-9 0-9h176v93h-6c-2-22-5-38-11-48s-14-18-26-22c-6-3-20-4-38-4z' opacity='0.75' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3Cpath d='m361 217v102h6c10 0 19-1 23-3 11-6 14-12 16-21h5v62h-5c-2-10-9-17-16-20-8-3-13-3-23-3h-6v78c0 13 1 21 2 25 1 3 3 6 7 9 3 3 8 4 12 4h6v7h-84v-7h5c5 0 9-1 11-4 2-1 4-4 5-9 1-3 1-11 1-24v-168c0-13-1-21-1-25-2-8-10-12-17-12h-5c-1 0 0-7 0-7h140v74h-5c-1-17-4-30-9-38s-11-14-20-17c-5-3-16-3-30-3z' fill='%23FFF'/%3E%3C/svg%3E" alt="Smaller font" title="Smaller font" class="fullscreenImg nohide" style="top: 100px;" onclick="fontSize(-1)"> <hr> <</widget>> <<widget "diaryheader">> <article style="" class="paperheader"> <<back "⋘">> $day <<if _index > 0>> <<link "≪">> <<set _index -= 1>> <<replace "#content">><<include _DiaryArr[_index]>><</replace>> <<replace "#diaryheader">><<diaryheader>><</replace>> <</link>> <<else>> <<hovertip "You cannot go back further.">>≪<</hovertip>> <</if>> <<if _index < (_DiaryArr.length - 1)>> <<link "≫">> <<set _index += 1>> <<replace "#content">><<include _DiaryArr[_index]>><</replace>> <<replace "#diaryheader">><<diaryheader>><</replace>> <</link>> <<else>> <<hovertip "End of diary.">>≫<</hovertip>> <<link "⋙" $init>><</link>> <</if>> </article> <</widget>> <<widget "footer">> <hr> <<if $locked === true>> CHOICE IS LOCKED, MAKE SELECTION IN SCENE <<else>> <<if $end === true>> END OF CONTENT <<else>> <<if $options === "2">> $option1 $option2 <<elseif $options === "3">> $option1 $option2 $option3" <<else>> $option1 <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <>

$dispTitle

<> /* Calculations */ <<set $ageDiff = $boyAge - $girlAge>> <<if $Points !== undefined>> <<set $Points['Sarah'] = 0>> <<if $DAY06SP8Sarah === true>><<set $Points['Sarah'] = +1>><</if>> <<set $Points['PCStern'] = 0>> <<if $DAY01S1P5V1 === true>><<set $Points['PCStern'] = +1>><</if>> <<if $DAY01S3P3V1 === true>><<set $Points['PCStern'] = +1>><</if>> <<if $DAY01S4P1V1 === true>><<set $Points['PCStern'] = +1>><</if>> <<if $DAY01S5P6V1 === true>><<set $Points['PCStern'] = +1>><</if>> <</if>> <<if $girlAge >= 18>> <<set $girlPst = 2>> <<elseif $girlAge >= 14>> <<set $girlPst = 1>> <<if $girlBreasts === "modest">> <<set $girlPst = 2>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $girlPst = 0>> <<if $girlBreasts === "modest">> <<set $girlPst = 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <>

<> /* PassageCode */ <<if tags().includes("Scene") && !tags().includes("Diary")>> <<if SugarCube.State !== undefined>> <<if !$backArr.includes($include)>> <<run SugarCube.State.variables.backArr.push($include)>><<run SugarCube.State.variables.backInitArr.push($init)>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $content = "<<include $include>>">> <<include $init>> <</if>> <<if tags().includesAny("Scene","Diary")>> <<run Save.autosave.save()>> <</if>> <>

<> <<include VARIABLES.INIT>> <<set _img = imageExists("cover.png")>> <<repeat 10ms>> <<if _img.status != "waiting">> <<if _img.status>> <<run $("#imag").attr("src", _img.src)>> <<run toggleImg(false)>> <<else>> <<run toggleImg(true)>> <</if>> <<stop>> <</if>> <</repeat>> <img @src="_img.src" width="100%"> <> Welcome to $dispTitle, neglected by your $manwomanToboygirlRel, you have been taking care of your $girlRel... Now, they've left for a weekend away, leaving you two alone. Suddenly, you start to see your $girlRel in a different light. How can it be? Are you attracted to her, in love with her? No, that can't be! Impossible. Or is it... This game will be a very slow game, sexual progression wise. The game will focus on the 'corruption' of the boy; how he begins to see the girl in a different light, and how he reacts to that. And on the 'corruption' of the friendly relationship between boy and girl; how it becomes more than that. The main story will be very vanilla; sweet, and loving. But I will write some optional paths that will often lead to bad-ends, but they will give some additional content and allow me to write some more explicit scenes earlier on so that you have something to read. I hope you enjoy the game, if you have feedback or suggestions, I'd glad to hear them. If you want to support my game monetarily, please check out my <a href="https://www.patreon.com/i107760">Patreon</a>. ''DISCLAIMER'' ~~This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Adult Content Warning, the story you are about to read contains content only suitable for adults. Do not play the game if you are not allowed to do so!~~ @@.centered; [[Start Game.->SETTINGS]] <<if Save.autosave.has()>><<link "Continue Game.">><<run Save.autosave.load()>><</link>><</if>> <<link "Load From Disk.">> <<script>> jQuery(document.createElement('input')) .prop('type', 'file') .on('change', Save.import) .trigger('click'); <</script>> <</link>> @@

''Story Details'' ~~<<=$settingsDisclaimer>>~~ |Enter your name:|Enter how old you are:|Enter your nickname:| |<<textbox "$boyName" $defBoyName>>|<<numberbox "$boyAge" $defBoyAge>>|<<textbox "$boyNick" $defBoyNick>>| |Enter your $girlRel's name:|Enter how old your $girlRel is:|Enter your $girlRel's nickname:| |<<textbox "$girlName" $defGirlName>>|<<numberbox "$girlAge" $defGirlAge>>|<<textbox "$girlNick" $defGirlNick>>| |Enter how tall your $girlRel is:|$GirlRel breast-size selection:| |<<textbox "$girlHeight" $defHeight>>|<label><<radiobutton "$girlBreasts" "flat" autocheck>>flat-chested</label> <label><<radiobutton "$girlBreasts" "modest" autocheck>>modest</label>| |Enter your $manRel's name:|Enter your $womanRel's name:| |<<textbox "$manName" $defManName>>|<<textbox "$womanName" $defWomanName>>| [[I'm ready.->DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[Take me back.->HOME]] ''Scene Select'' @@#links; \ ''<<link "WEEK01">> \ <<replace "#links">> \ DAY01: ''[[SCENE01->DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY01.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY01.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY01.SCENE04.PATH1]] [[SCENE05->DAY01.SCENE05.PATH1]]'' DAY02: ''[[SCENE01->DAY02.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY02.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY02.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY02.SCENE04.PATH1]] [[SCENE05->DAY02.SCENE05.PATH1]] [[SCENE06->DAY02.SCENE06.PATH1]] [[SCENE07->DAY02.SCENE07.PATH1]]'' DAY03: ''[[SCENE01->DAY03.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY03.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY03.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY03.SCENE04.PATH1]] [[SCENE05->DAY03.SCENE05.PATH1]] [[SCENE06->DAY03.SCENE06.PATH1]]'' DAY04: ''[[SCENE01->DAY04.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY04.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY04.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY04.SCENE04.PATH1]] [[SCENE05->DAY04.SCENE05.PATH1]] [[SCENE06->DAY04.SCENE06.PATH1]]'' DAY05: ''[[DIARY->DAY05.DIARY]]'' DAY06: ''[[SCENE01->DAY06.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY06.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY06.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY06.SCENE04.PATH1]] [[SCENE05->DAY06.SCENE05.PATH1]] [[SCENE06->DAY06.SCENE06.PATH1]]'' DAY07: ''[[DIARY->DAY07.DIARY]]'' \ <</replace>> <</link>>'' \ ''<<link "WEEK02">> \ <<replace "#links">> \ DAY08: ''[[SCENE01->DAY08.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY08.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY08.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY08.SCENE04.PATH1]]'' \ DAY09: ''[[SCENE01->DAY09.SCENE01.PATH1]] [[SCENE02->DAY09.SCENE02.PATH1]] [[SCENE03->DAY09.SCENE03.PATH1]] [[SCENE04->DAY09.SCENE04.PATH1]]'' \ <</replace>> <</link>>'' @@

<> <<set $day = "Day 01 - Friday">> <<set $include = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART1">> <<set $init = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART1.INIT">> <>

$Education's out early. I'm nearly home, but not nearly done. I have a lot of homework to do, and I have to take care of my little $girlRel too. Our $manwomanToboygirlRel had been fighting lately, so they decided to take a weekend off. Leaving me in charge. //As if I didn't have enough to do already.// Well, in truth, I don't really mind. My relationship with my $girlRel is pretty good; we fight now and then, as all $boygirlRel do, but we generally get along well. I've been caring for her, for a very long time. I arrive at the estate's gate and press the button on my remote to open it. I drive through, follow the road and park my car in the driveway, in front of the door. //Still... For them to leave early this morning, skipping work, that's a first.// I wasn't too worried about it, but my $girlRel's a different story. She's younger, and the constant tension has affected her. She's been on her best behavior so as not to give them any reason to fight—of course, it hasn't worked. //Maybe I'm underestimating it. I can't remember the last time our $manwomanToboygirlRel took time off or went on vacation, so perhaps it actually is serious.// They are true workaholics; we don't see them much. They're always busy—too busy to take care of us. When we were younger, we had a nanny. As I grew older, I took over, and taking care of $girlName became my responsibility. //If they won't love us, then I'll just have to do it for them.// Of course, I'm not all by myself, and there are still cleaning ladies, pool boys, and gardeners. But they stay out of my way and leave us be.

<> <<set $time = "16:00">> <<set $scene = "Outside">> <<set $mode = "append">> <<set $opt1name = "Enter the house">> <<set $opt1incl = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART2">> <<set $opt1init = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART2.INIT">> <<include OPTIONS.INIT>> <<include UI.INIT>> <>

I open the front door, put away my backpack, jacket, and shoes in the hallway, and enter the living room. Looking around, I don't see my $girlRel, so I yell, "$girlName, I'm home!" Even though I'm used to taking care of my $girlRel, having to take care of her for an entire weekend is new. Usually, I just have to accompany her to $education or swim practice, cook or order dinner, and help her with her homework. //It's good though. This way, she gets a weekend off, too.//

<> <<set $time = "16:05">> <<set $scene = "Foyer">> <<set $mode = "replace">> <<set $opt1name = "Walk into the kitchen">> <<set $opt1incl = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART3">> <<set $opt1init = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART3.INIT">> <<include OPTIONS.INIT>> <<include UI.INIT>> <>

I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. I'm greeted by a pack of milk, a tiny slice of cheese, some ketchup, a near-empty coke bottle—probably flat too—and a beer pack. //At least a glimmer of light. $ManShortRel thought to stock some beer. I'll just have to order takeaway. Let's see what $girlName wants to eat.//

<> <<set $time = "16:09">> <<set $scene = "The Kitchen">> <<set $mode = "append">> <<set $opt1name = "Walk up the stairs">> <<set $opt1incl = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART4">> <<set $opt1init = "DAY01.SCENE01.PATH1.PART4.INIT">> <<include OPTIONS.INIT>> <<include UI.INIT>> <>

I walk up the stairs—before I'm even at the top, I hear music blasting through the walls. I walk up to the door of my $girlRel's room and knock. No response. I knock again, harder. I wait. No response.

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I pound on the door, hard and repeatedly. //Still no response?// I grab the handle—the music stops. I hear scuffling, and a second later, a girl's voice. "You can come in." I open the door and walk into my $girlRel's room; she's sitting on the bed, a blanket pulled up to her shoulders. I look around the room and see a t-shirt, socks, and pants lying on the floor. //She was changing?// "I knocked, and knocked... What are you doing, having that music so loud?" She blushes and looks down. "$girlNick, you're gonna go deaf like that." "You're right, I'm sorry." She looks glum, and as she says it, she lies down on her back, pulling the blanket over her head. I move over to her and sit down on the bed beside her.

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"I was just joking, I'm not upset. I'm sorry for teasing you." She rolls onto her side and looks at me. I put my hand on her shoulder and squeeze encouragingly. "You're home early." "You're not happy to see me?" "Stop it, you know that's not it." She smiles as I ruffle her golden locks, after which I stand up and look down at her. She shifts back onto her back, looking up at me with the blanket pulled up to her chin. "I just wanted to ask, what do you want to eat tonight? Fridge's empty, so we'll have to order something." "Pizza!" She sits up suddenly, and in her haste, she lets go of the blanket covering her—revealing her bare chest. <<if $girlBreasts === "flat">>//She's flat... But cute.//<<elseif $girlBreasts === "modest">>//Such nice breasts...//<</if>> She quickly lies down again, pulling the blanket up, her face beet red. //So cute...// I look around the room, trying to avoid eye contact. //This is awkward. I should pretend I didn't see anything.// As my eyes wander the room, I look at the pile of clothes more carefully. Inside her pants, barely visible, I see her panties. I feel my heart beat rapidly and quickly look away, at the ceiling, the floor, wherever. //She's naked?// I look at her, our eyes meet. She's still blushing. //What, am I getting embarrassed myself now? Why should I care if my little $girlRel's naked?// "I want pizza." "Right. We'll order pizza. You want Funghi, right? I'll take four cheeses, we can share if you want." //Seriously, what's wrong with me.// I'm blushing myself now, and quickly turn around, moving towards the door.

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<>@@#devnote; i107760: Story Choice Event. Please note that this is a WIP and only a first draft. Content is lacking and not edited. Development of this route is on hold until the main route is complete. @@<> "You should be. Not only is it incredibly bad for your ears, you also couldn't hear me knocking at all." She turns around, and pulls the blanket up higher. I sit down on the bed next to her, and tell her, "I'm not angry, I'm just worried about you." I sigh as she lies there, hiding under the blanket. //Well, this should cheer her up.// "I'm ordering pizza for us. So, cheer up." She turns around and faces me, and I tell her, "It's going to be fine. We're going to have a nice time, a nice weekend." She nods, and I nod back. I get up from her bed and move towards the door.

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<> <<set $day = "Day 01 - Friday">> <<set $include = "DAY01.SCENE02.PATH1.PART1">> <<set $init = "DAY01.SCENE02.PATH1.PART1.INIT">> <>

I try to clear my thoughts; I didn't expect to be so shaken from seeing her breasts. Certainly, it's normal for her to be embarrassed, but not me. //She's my little $girlRel. But what's this feeling... Excitement? That can't be right.// I shake my head as I walk towards my room.

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I walk into my room and close the door behind me. It's still too early to order the food, so I've some time to kill. //I'll do some homework and distract myself.// I start my computer and start working on the paper that is due. //Was she naked?// I shake my head and continue working. //Focus. Stop thinking about her.// I try my best. But fail, and images of $girlName keep popping into my head. Her smile, the smell of her hair... <<if $girlBreasts === "flat">>Her cute nipples<<elseif $girlBreasts === "modest">>Her small bumps<</if>> and her blushing face when she showed it to me. //Was I really sitting on her bed, ruffling her hair, touching her shoulder, while she was naked, only covered by a thin sheet?// I feel myself get erect as the images of her grow clearer. //Why do I even care? It doesn't matter.// I shake my head again and focus on my homework. //She's my $girlRel. I grew up with her. I've practically raised her. I've got to stop thinking about her this way. Right now.// I force myself to start writing again. But it's truly no use. I can't get her out of my head. //What's wrong with me?// I'm breathing faster. My stomach keeps churning. //Is it because I haven't masturbated in a while? That has to be it. There's no way I'm attracted to my little $girlRel.//

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Understanding that the only way to rid me of these intrusive thoughts is to get rid of the pent-up desire, I close the document. //Let's get comfortable first.// I take off my pants and underwear, putting on my pajamas instead. I sit back down and open a private browsing window, opening a porn site. I scroll past several videos until I find one I like; it features a classic story, a teen student has gotten a failing grade and must find a way to resolve it... //She's cute.// I stroke my cock, I imagine I am the teacher. The girl, wearing a slutty schoolgirl outfit, approaches me and leans over the desk, putting her elbows down on it. She gives me a great view of her C-cup breasts; when she notices me staring, she smiles at me. "I wanted to talk about my grade..." She says in a slutty voice, wriggling her body to accentuate her shapely breasts while moving her face closer to mine. "What's there to talk about? You did awful! You naughty girl, I bet you didn't even study." "That's not true, I did my best... I'll prove it to you." She smiles and moves over next to me, sitting down on her knees. "Oh? And how will you do that?" I ask her while turning my body to her and unzipping my pants. //She's cute, but the writing and acting are terrible.// I pause the video and start looking at the suggested videos next to it.

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I click on a video that grabs my attention. It's a cute girl, the boy is a little fat. The video starts with a picnic in a park, and the couple making out. The boy starts groping her, pulling off her clothes. //Her breasts are more like $girlName's.// I ignore the thought that strikes me, but I feel the blood rush through my body and my cock stiffen. I imagine groping her breasts, kissing her, moving slowly down her neck, planting kisses everywhere. Teasing her nipples, suckling on them like a babe. She giggles as I do, and starts pulling at my pants. Nobody is paying attention to us. The park's empty. I grow bolder, moving down further, planting kisses on her belly button, rubbing her pussy over her white panties. A wet spot soon forms on the cloth, and her breathing grows labored. I'm lying down between her legs, planting kisses on her soaked undergarment. She squeals as I rub my nose in it, taking a big sniff. I pull down her panties, revealing her wet, bushy slit. //Why can't she be shaved. <<if $girlPst === 0>>Bald like my $girlRel.<<else>>I wonder if $girlName shaves?<</if>>// I close my eyes, just listening to the video. The girl's image in it is replaced by my $girlRel, and I wonder how she would taste. How it would feel to kiss her. What kind of expression she would make when she lies quivering in my grasp. I speed up, stroking myself quicker and quicker as I envision these things. As I imagine eating my little $girlRel out—I barely have enough time to grab a tissue, and I cum into it. Waves of pleasure flow through me as I recover from the orgasm. //What was that? That was crazy.// Guilt fills me as the pleasure fades. //What was I thinking? How can I think of her like this? It's so wrong.// I get up from the bed and open the door to the bathroom, which lies in between our rooms, connecting them. I flush the cum-filled wad of tissues down the toilet. //Seriously, what did I just do? But it felt so good. I haven't cum like that, ever.// I sit down behind my desk, my heart racing, and I put my head in my hands. //What do I do? How do I stop this? I have to stop this.// Self-criticism and shame fill my thoughts, and time passes as I sit there wallowing in my misery. //I'm scared... I don't understand, I've never thought about her in this way before. What changed?//

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<> <<set $day = "Day 01 - Friday">> <<set $include = "DAY01.SCENE03.PATH1.PART1">> <<set $init = "DAY01.SCENE03.PATH1.PART1.INIT">> <>

I get up from the chair and move out of the room, entering my $manShortRel's home office at the end of the hallway. There I call for pizzas to be delivered here. //How do I face her after this?// I put the worry out of my mind and move to my $girlRel's room, knocking on it. "I've just ordered the pizza." After telling her so, I move back to my own room and continued working on the report I'd neglected. I make good progress, and soon the intercom buzzes.

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The intercom's screen shows the delivery boy standing outside the gate. "Come on in, I'll open it up for you. Just follow the road to the front door." I tell the boy as I press the button to open the gate. "$girlName, pizza's here!" I scream as I walk down the stairs to retrieve the pizza. As I walk through the kitchen, I notice my $girlRel in the dining room. She's setting the table. "Ah, you were here already. The pizza has just arrived." "Yeah, I heard the intercom. I'll finish setting the table." I retrieve the pizza, and its appetizing scent fills the dining room. "It smells good. I'm hungry," I tell her as I try to make casual conversation, and not reveal the thoughts swirling in my mind. //I'm sweating. Scared to face her. After what I've done...// I look at my $girlRel; she stands about $girlHeight. She has flowing golden locks and expressive deep blue eyes. //Objectively, she really is a looker.// She's in her pajamas too, white ones, with a flower motif and frilly cuffs. She meets my eyes and smiles. I look away, ashamed. I move to the table, putting the boxes on it.

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The pizza has already been cut, so it's easy eating. "Do you want to trade some pieces?" I ask her as I give her box to her, and sit down across from her. "Sure, I'll trade two." She tells me, taking two pieces in her hands. She leans over the table and hands them to me. "Ah, do you want something to drink too?" I ask as I stand up and continue, "We don't have much to choose from, though. I need to go grocery shopping." As she hangs over the table to take two pieces of my pizza, she answers, "Sure, whatever's fine." I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. I go through it and retrieve the near-empty coke bottle as well as a beer for myself. The glasses were already set by my $girlRel. I head back to the table and stand beside her seat, looking over her shoulder. She has her elbows on the table, leaning over to eat the piece of pizza above her plate. //Not very dignified...// I hang over her shoulder to pour coke—and my breath stops. //What a view.// Because she is leaning forward, her loose pajama shirt has come free from her chest. I watch as she breathes in and out; I watch how her toned belly, and the muscles lying beneath it, bulge up and collapse again. I stare at her pale white skin and the pink skin surrounding her tiny nipples. //Shit, stop staring and pour.// I pour her drink, trying to keep my cool. The member in my pants that had just been satisfied begins to stir again. And as I sit down across from her and pour myself a glass of beer, I find myself blushing and fidgeting. I watch her as she eats, greedily with her fingers. Slathered in grease, she sucks on them. She looks at me, looking puzzled. //Fuck, I'm staring.// I look down and feel flushed. //She noticed me staring. Does she know? Just eat, act normal.// "Today, we learned about molecules and atoms. You know about them, right? A molecule is a tiny particle, which is made up of even tinier atoms. They're the building blocks for everything. There are water molecules, 'H2O', and carbon molecules, and they're inside everything and everyone. Even us! We're made up of 7 oct—something atoms, which is even bigger than a billion trillion," She smiles happily as she tells me about her day at $education, and I respond affirmatively as she's telling me about it. "So, you're starting to like physics then?" "No way, I still hate math. Just the scale of it all... It's amazing." "Speaking of $education, have you done your homework for the week?" I ask her, putting on a stern face. "Most of it..." "You know that isn't good enough. We can watch a movie or TV tonight, but only after your homework is done." "It's just so hard, I'm no good at math. Unlike you, I'm not that smart." She pouts and looks at me, egging me on.

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"You can always ask me for help, you know?" I smile as I realize that is what she was aiming for. "It's no bother, I like to teach others." "Then, will you help me after dinner?" I nod in the affirmative, and we continue eating. She takes a sip from her coke, and her face twists. "Yuck, it's totally flat. Disgusting." "I thought so. There's nothing else, though, except water. Want some?" She looks at me dubiously, but nods in the end. I get up and get a glass for her. As we continue eating, and I'm sipping from my glass of beer, I see her looking at me enviously. She moves to drink more water but makes an exasperated sigh. "Here you are, enjoying your beer... And here I am, drinking flat coke and plain water." "Since when do you mind water?" I joke, "Aren't you supposed to be a competitive swimmer?" "Exactly! I'm dead tired of water," she sighs theatrically, "If only there was something else to drink..." "You could just ask, you know, no need for the theatrics. Here, have some," I hand her my glass and warn her, "but only a sip. You're too young to be drinking." She takes a sip and grimaces, then says, "That's nice." I laugh, "Who are you kidding?" She pouts and hands the glass back to me, and we finish eating, talking about this and that. As I get up from the table to collect her plate, I tell her, "Go on, go to your room and find the problems you need help with. I'll join you when I'm done with the dishes, I won't be long." She nods and heads up the stairs to her room.

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<>@@#devnote; i107760: Story Choice Event. Please note that this is a WIP and only a first draft. Content is lacking and not edited. Development of this route is on hold until the main route is complete. @@<> "That really isn't good enough. If it's hard, you'll just have to try harder." I look at her sternly, and she looks at the ground. She stands there for a while, then says, "I'm sorry. I really did try, but I'm having a hard time understanding some math problems. Could you help me?" "Of course. I'll help you after dinner." I tell her that, and we continue eating. She takes a sip from her coke, and her face twists. "Yuck, it's totally flat. Disgusting." "I thought so. There's nothing else, though, except water. Want some?" She looks at me dubiously, but nods in the end. I get up and get a glass for her. As we continue eating, and I'm sipping from my glass of beer, I see her looking at me enviously. She moves to drink more water but makes an exasperated sigh. "Here you are, enjoying your beer... And here I am, drinking flat coke and plain water. Life sure isn't fair," she sighs, theatrically, and continues, "I remember when you were my age, that $manShortRel would let you drink a sip of his beer every now and then." "Just ask what you want to ask, no need for theatrics." I hand her my glass, "but only a sip. You're too young to be drinking." She takes a sip and grimaces. "That's nice." I laugh, "Who are you kidding? Your face doesn't lie, you know." She pouts and hands the glass back to me, and we finish eating, talking about this and that. As I get up from the table to collect her plate, I tell her, "Go on, go to your room and find the problems you need help with. I'll join you when I'm done with the dishes, I won't be long." She nods and heads up the stairs to her room.

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<> <<set $day = "Day 01 - Friday">> <<set $include = "DAY01.SCENE04.PATH1.PART1">> <<set $init = "DAY01.SCENE04.PATH1.PART1.INIT">> <>

I load the dishwasher and put the empty boxes in the garbage, then head upstairs to her room. I knock and enter; she's sitting behind her desk, hard at work. I move towards her and look over her shoulder. //Math as expected.// She gets up from her seat, making space for me to get by her, and I sit down.

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I look around the room, looking for a second chair for her to sit in beside me. //There's really nothing, huh. Just standing there looking down isn't very comfortable for her...// I sit down and look at the problem. My $girlRel stands next to me, looking over my shoulder. I ask her, "Are you able to see well like that? If not, we should get a chair from the dining table." "It's fine. I can see." As she says so, I nod and pick up the pen. "So, a math problem. A simultaneous equation." I lean over to write—blocking her line of sight. //This won't really work. And there's little space, the dining room chairs might not even fit. Nor my $manShortRel's or my office chair.// "You really should be writing yourself anyway, and I can't explain anything if you can't see."

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I slip past her, sit down, and motion for her to sit on my lap. "Come, it's best if you write yourself, I'll just help you with what steps to take." She nods and sits down. I hook my left arm around her stomach, placing the hand on her leg to afford her extra stability, and stick my head out above her right shoulder. She picks up the pen and waits for my instructions.

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I motion for her to sit down on my lap, "Have a seat, it's easier explaining that way." She nods and sits down. I hook my left arm around her stomach, resting it on her leg to afford her extra stability. I lean over the homework, my head sticking out above her right shoulder. I hand her the pen.

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"Let's take a look at the equations. First, we need to identify the one that looks the easiest." @@#math; # 3x * (7y - 5) = 13 # 5x - 2y + 10 = 5 @@ "Here, the bottom one is easier, so let's begin there. What's the first thing you notice?" She takes a look at it and subtracts 10 from both sides. @@#math; # 3x * (7y - 5) = 13 # 5x - 2y = -5 @@ "Right, what's next?" I ask her, putting my chin on her shoulders, holding her tight. //She feels so nice. She's in her pajamas, sitting on my lap...// "I need to solve either x or y, right?" I nod with my chin still resting on her shoulder, and she leans forward to write, just like in the dining room. //This is bad... If I get hard here, she'll notice for sure!// I look away from the great view she's affording me and try to calm down. //Math. Focus on the equations.// I train my eyes at the paper and ignore the sight before me. //I wonder how she would react, if she felt it.// //Shit, am I completely insane. I have to stop thinking this way. What's wrong with me.// I focus back on the work to see how she's doing. @@#math; # 3x * (7y - 5) = 13 # 5x = 2y - 5, x = 2/5y - 1 @@ "Yep, that's right. Good job! Now you just enter it into the one above, and you'll be able to solve it!" She starts writing again. //Don't even think about it. Don't look, not even a peek.// She soon leans back, showing me her work. @@#math; # 3(0.4y - 1) * (7y - 5) = 13 # 3(2.8y^^2^^ - 2y - 7y + 5) = 13 # 8.4y^^2^^ - 6y - 21y + 15 = 13 # 8.4y^^2^^ - 27y + 2 = 0 @@ "Like this?" She asks me, tilting her head backward and sidewards, looking at me. I smile and tell her, "Yes, good job! Now you need to use the quadratic formula, you know how it works, right?" She once again leans over and starts writing. I can't stop myself and take a peek. //I'm only looking, it should be fine. Surely. It's not hurting her or anything.// But I quickly avert my gaze again. //No, it's not alright. I'm really sorry, $girlNick...// I sit up straight and take deep breaths. I will my aroused member, which is now half erect, to go flaccid again. //I can't let her notice anything.// As I'm lost in thought, I feel her shift in my grasp. She's sitting up straight, looking at me. "$boyNick, I'm done..." She looks at me, a little puzzled, but doesn't say anything. //She didn't notice anything, right? But why's she looking at me like that?// //No matter. Ignore it. Act normal. She's likely just wondering why I had my eyes closed and thought I was acting strangely. It's no problem, there's no way she'd suspect anything. After all, I wouldn't have thought I was capable of such things, myself...// I take a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down and take a look at her work. @@#math; # a = 8.4, b = -27, c = 2. D = b^^2^^ - 4ac=27^^2^^ - 4(8.4)(2) = 661.8 # (-b ± sqrt(D)) / 2a # (27 ± sqrt(661.8)) / 2(8.4) # y= 0.076 or y= 3.138 @@ "Good job, you now know y now, so you just need to solve for x." She smiles and continues working diligently. She soon shows me her work again. @@#math; # 5x - 2y = -5 # 5x - 2(0.076) = -5 # 5x - 0.152 = -5 # 5x = -4.848 # x = -0.970 @@ "Not yet. Still one thing to do." She quickly leans over and continues writing. She looks at me and asks, "Now, I am done, right?" @@#math; # 5x - 2y = -5 # 5x - 2(3.138) = -5 # 5x - 6.276 = -5 # 5x = 1.276 # x = 0.255 @@ "Good job! Now you're done. It might look difficult, but you're basically just doing the same thing as always, just a few extra steps. But you're following the same roadmap. Master it, and you can solve any problem like this without worry." "Thanks, $boyName, for helping, like always." I ruffle her hair as she says it and squeeze her shoulder. //I enjoyed it too...//

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I get up from the chair and put her on her feet. "No problem, I need to do some homework of my own, but if you need more help later, let me know. We can watch a movie or some TV tonight when I'm done, whatever you want." She smiles and nods. "Let's watch some Breaking Bad then. Normally, we can't watch it in the living room, so let's make good use of them being gone." "We'll do that then. Around eight, or probably nine?" She nods, and I move out of the room towards mine.

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I go into my room and sit down in front of my computer. I told her I was going to do my homework, and while that was not a lie, there is something else I have to do first. //Why am I even sitting behind the computer? I won't even need a video or anything else this time.// I move over to the bed, take off my shirt, and lie down on it. I close my eyes and think back to the sight I saw... And the things I felt. I imagine her sitting on my lap, with just a thin layer of fabric separating her skin from my touch. The arm I had linked around her stomach, how I could move it, slipping my hand under her shirt and placing it gently on her bare skin. How I rub her tummy as my erection pokes against her leg. How she relaxes in my grasp, leaning against my chest. How she shivers as my hand under her shirt slowly moves up towards her <<if $girlBreasts === "flat">>tiny breasts<<elseif $girlBreasts === "modest">>smallish breasts<</if>>, and the duality I feel; the softness of her skin and the stiffness of the muscles that lie under it. I imagine that her breath stops as I trace my finger around her areola, every so often coming into contact with her hardened nubs. How she grinds against the erection pressing into her, and how my right hand would once again trail down her body—from her chests to her ribs, to her belly-button, and then to her pubic mound, where it lingers, rubbing slowly, coming closer to her groin but never reaching it. Rubbing her breast, pinching her nipples softly. She would moan quietly, our pajamas drenched with our precum. How she arches her back, sitting up straight and looking up towards the ceiling, her arm up in the air and her hand on grasping onto my neck. How she shivers as my right-hand lifts her pajama bottoms, letting the cold air inside—I grunt and cum violently, shaking my hips as globs of sperm fly and land on my stomach. My breathing is labored; the world is spinning. //Fuck...//

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I feel sick to my stomach as I head into the bathroom to clean myself up. I make sure to lock the door that connects to my $girlRel's room. The last thing I need is her walking in on me now. //Fuck.// //What did I just do? I can't blame it on pent-up sexual desire any longer. And it wasn't an intrusive thought either; it was sought out, deliberately. I imagined myself touching my little $girlRel. And I enjoyed it, and I want more.// I sit down on the bed, head in my hands. //How can I say these things. I can't truly feel that way. That can't possibly be.// I take a deep breath and steel my resolve. //For her sake... No, for my own sake, I need to get past this. From this moment on, I need to do better. I need to be better.// //If I can...//

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I continue working on my report, and when I'm done, I breathe in deeply and sigh. //Phew... Finally.// I save the document and shut the computer down. The dark thoughts inside my mind firmly suppressed, and with the resolve to be better, I stand up. While studying, I heard my $girlRel fill the bath. I walk over to the door of the bathroom that lies in between our rooms and knock on it. "I'm done with my homework, come down to the living room when you're ready."

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I head downstairs, and on the TV, I log out of our $manwomanToboygirlRel's Netflix account and log into my own. //They're so conservative... They don't like violence, drugs, or nudity.// They won't let us watch anything that even hints at impropriety. //It's a pain in the ass. Luckily I have my own subscription, so $girlNick and I can watch shows together.// I dim the lights and grab a carafe of water and two glasses. As well as a bottle of beer for myself. //Sorry $girlNick, but there's nothing but water for you.// Not long after, I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I turn and look and see my $girlRel; her hair is still wet, and she's in her pajamas, carrying a blanket and two pillows. She smiles as she sees me look and moves over to where I'm sitting. The sofa is a two-seater; she sits down next to me, placing the pillows beside her. She raises her legs and the blanket with it, then lies down, stretching her legs across mine.

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I start the episode, and as I'm watching it with my $girlRel while cozily sharing a blanket with her legs resting on my thigh, I find myself looking at her face more than I look at the screen. //These thoughts I have, how can that be. How can I see her in that light? As I look at her now, I find it incomprehensible.// She looks over at me, and I can do nothing but look away. //She must have felt me staring. I can't face her.// I feel like I can't breathe. //I can't deal with this, this guilt.// I take quick, shallow breaths and admonish myself. //Stop acting like the victim. Don't let her notice! She can't know, not ever.// I glance back at my $girlRel, and she smiles at me before looking back at the TV. //How can this be. I'm not worthy of her trust in me. Undeserving of the happiness I feel as I spend time with her.// I steel myself. //I need to get rid of these feelings. Now, right now, without a second's thought.//

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I open the bottle of beer I'd grabbed earlier and take a sip. And another. I sigh deeply, trying to relax. She looks at me, and then at her glass of water. "Hey, let me have a sip." She asks pleadingly. "I really shouldn't... You're still too young." "C'mon, a sip won't hurt. You let me have one earlier, and I'm still alive, aren't I?"

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"Okay, okay. Here." I hand her the bottle, and she takes a sip. She still grimaces but also looks at me, declaring confidently, "Thanks. I'll grow to like it soon." "You plan to drink more?" I motion for her to return the bottle to me, and she does so without complaint. I keep taking sips as we watch TV together, and the bottle is soon empty. //Should I get another?// I think about it for a while. Then I lift my $girlRel's legs and stand up, pausing the episode. //I won't get a chance like this any time soon.// I leave the room, go to the kitchen, and open the fridge, taking a beer. I walk back into the living room, and $girlName raises her legs, letting me sit down. She puts them down, resting them on my thigh again. I resume the episode and pull open the bottle—she looks at me and says, "If you're drinking more, let me have some too." //Why not.// I give her the bottle, and she takes a swig. "Hey! Not so much." She hands the bottle back, sticks out her tongue, then settles back into the cushions again. I keep drinking while cozily sharing a blanket with my $girlRel, feeling utterly comfortable, and warmth fills my stomach. The bottle is nearly empty now. I turn to my $girlRel and ask, "Do you want another sip?" "Huh, sure." She says as she takes the bottle and drinks from it. "I'm getting used to it." The alcohol and atmosphere are starting to affect me; my mind grows hazy, and I feel drowsy. $girlName sits up straight, moving the cushions around, fidgeting, and turning. She lays down, then sits up again. //Can't find a comfortable position, I guess.// She turns to me and snuggles up to me. I drape my left arm over her shoulder and pull her tight. She looks up at me and asks, "Do you think they will divorce?" //Hmm, what prompted this? Oh, probably Walt's and Skyler's arguments.// "Our $manwomanToboygirlRel, you mean?" She nods and looks to the ground. "I'm scared, they're fighting so much..." I pull her tighter, "I'm sure they'll be fine. They have stayed together all this time, I'm sure things will work out." "I hope so..." She gives a small smile and says, "I don't know why, even though we barely see them, I still prefer them staying together." "It's normal for you to be worried, despite everything, they're still our $manwomanToboygirlRel. Just try not to worry too much." I stroke her cheek gently and tell her, "Let's just have fun this weekend, and when they come back, I'm sure everything will be back to normal again." "Okay," she smiles and rests her shoulder on mine, then murmurs softly, "I hope that you're right." I pull her tight to me, and we continue watching the television quietly.

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<>@@#devnote; i107760: Story Choice Event. Please note that this is a WIP and only a first draft. Content is lacking and not edited. Development of this route is on hold until the main route is complete. @@<> "I'm sorry, but no. I know it sucks that you've nothing to drink but water, but letting you drink beer is not the solution." She sighs and turns back to look at the TV. "Fine, be that way then. So responsible and mature." "I am your older $boyRel after all. Keeping you safe is my job, remember." She looks at me, annoyed. But then laughs, "Safe from a sip of beer? Thanks, my prince. Where's the horse?" And with that, the tension is gone. She settles down in the cushions again and focuses on the episode. The night quietly passes as we watch a couple of episodes together, cozily under the blanket, chatting about nothing at all.

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I squeeze her shoulder and tell her, "It's time to sleep." She nods and frees herself from my embrace. She gets her blanket and pillows and heads for the stairs, with me in tow. We brush our teeth in our shared bathroom. "Good night," I tell her and turn away, heading for my room—I'm stopped by the hands locked around my waist. I feel my $girlRel press her head into my back and hug me tight. "Good night, $boyNick." We stand there for a couple of seconds, after which she lets go, and we both head for our rooms. The impression her hands and face left on my body lingers on.

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As the credits roll, I turn off the TV and tell my $girlRel, "It's already late, it's time for bed." She nods, and, together with her blanket, pillows, and me, heads for the stairs. I brush my teeth together with her in the shared bathroom. We wish each other good night and retreat to our rooms.

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<> <<set $day = "Day 02 - Saturday">> <<set $include = "DAY02.SCENE01.PATH1.PART1">> <<set $init = "DAY02.SCENE01.PATH1.PART1.INIT">> <>

A new day. I get out of my bed and get dressed. I walk towards the bathroom and pull at its door—it's locked. I go into the hallway toilet and freshen up there instead. I walk down the stairs, into the kitchen, and open the fridge and rummage through it. //Some eggs, milk, and butter.// I look in the cabinets and find flour as well as other staples. //Pancakes. I can make pancakes with this.// I decide so, and get started on making the batter. As I'm working it, I reflect on yesterday's events. //These feelings are so wrong. Am I just horny, or is there something more going on.// I keep whisking the batter as I contemplate, and sigh, then put the cast iron griddle pan on the induction stove and turn on the power, letting it heat up. I walk up the stairs and knock on my $girlRel's door. "Come in!"

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I open the door and walk inside; $girlName is wearing a towel. A towel only. Her blonde hair is damp, and I can see the water droplets on her smooth, shaved legs. "I'm making pancakes, the batter's done, so I'll be putting the first batch into the pan. "Thanks $boyNick, I'm hungry, I'll be down right away." She smiles happily as she sits down on her bed. I take a last look at her before turning away, and I move towards the stairs. The griddle has heated up, and I oil it lightly. I wait for the oil to heat up and then pour a scoop of batter onto it. The appetizing scent of fried batter fills the air. Minutes later, I hear my $girlRel coming down the stairs. She moves to stand behind me and sniffs. "Smells good..." She opens the cabinets and starts setting the table. "Bring your plate, the first one's ready," I tell her, and she moves over, but without a plate. Instead, she opens the cabinet again and brings out a new dish. "I want to eat together with you, so I'll wait." I look at her and smile. She's wearing a white tee, a small silver necklace, and a thigh-length black skirt. "Thanks. Get some tinfoil too then, so they'll stay warm." She nods and does so. I put the first pancake onto the plate and finish cooking the rest while my $girlRel stands behind me, watching the pancakes as they're cooked. In total, I bake eight pancakes, four for each of us.

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We walk into the dining room and sit across from each other. In between us is the plate with pancakes, as well as the butter keeper and a bottle of syrup. I lift the tinfoil and motion for her to bring her plate close. I give her one pancake, then serve myself. We slather them in butter and syrup, then start eating. "Hmm, it's delicious." She greedily devours her first pancake and says, "Thanks so much for breakfast, $boyName." //So messy...// I stare at her, as she licks the butter and syrup off her lips. She takes a second pancake, and her attack continues. "Is Sarah coming with us to club practice?" She looks up, her trance broken. "Yeah, she's coming, we'll have to pick her up." "Looking forwards to today's practice?" She smiles, "Yeah. I'll be wearing my techsuit today." We finish breakfast, and as we do, she tells me, "I'll clean up. As thanks for the delicious food."

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I go up the stairs, into my room. I look for my swimming briefs and grab a towel, as well as my Malmsten swimming goggles. //We're pretty late.// I go into the bathroom, grab the shampoo and conditioner, then enter my $girlRel's room. //She must still be in the kitchen, I should grab her swimwear.// I open a drawer and look inside. //Socks.// I close it and open the next. //Underwear...// I quickly close it and move on. I'm not doing this for joy. //Where would she keep her swimsuits?// I keep opening drawers and start going through all the drawers in her dresser, but fail to find them. I move on to the wardrobe and open its doors. //Dresses, skirts, tees, and blouses.// And at the end of the line of clothes, her swimsuits. The first, a technical suit. //It's tiny.// Even for her slender frame, it looks way too small. Specially made for competition swimmers, it compresses the wearer's muscles, streamlines their posture, and, most importantly, reduces their drag in the water. //It's amazing she fits inside that.// It's her first techsuit; today will be the third time she wears it. Usually, a swimmer wouldn't wear a techsuit when training. They're expensive and can only be worn a couple of times before failing. However, she'll be wearing them during important meets, so her coach wants her to get used to swimming in one. I grab it and pull on it. //Not very elastic at all.// The second swimsuit is a typical training swimsuit. It's way bigger and made from different materials. Made for comfort and durability, it's made from thick nylon that is very stretchable. Unlike a techsuit, which needs to fit perfectly, training suits are basically one size fits all. They're made to last thousands of hours in the chlorinated water of a pool. I grab her swimming suits, her swim goggles, swim cap, and a towel for her, and put everything in my bag. I go downstairs again into the kitchen; my $girlRel is just finished loading the dishwasher. I tell her, "I've grabbed your swimsuit and goggles, as well as towels. We're kinda late, so unless I've forgotten something, we should leave.

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I walk into the garage with my $girlRel in tow. Since we have to pick up her friend, Sarah, we need a four-seater. I've brought the keys for my $manShortRel's Tesla Model S with me. I put the bags with our swimwear and towels on the backseat and get into the driver's seat.

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I drive out of the garage, passing the car I had abandoned in front of the door the day before. //If $manShortRel were home, he would have torn me a new one.// On the way to Sarah's house, we sit in silence, only interrupting it for some chatter every now and then. We're well underway: we've entered the suburbs she lives in. The GPS says we will arrive in about ten minutes. I tell my $girlRel, "Give her a call to tell her we're close." I pull into the driveway, and $girlName gets out of the car and walks to greet the girl; she's in the same grade as my $girlRel, a little older and taller. She has auburn hair, tanned skin, and a pretty, round face with big brown eyes. She's wearing a short skirt and a tee. Compared to my $girlRel, she's certainly well-endowed. She has C-cup breasts and a nice butt. The girls hug each other and walk towards the car. $girlName gets in the front seat again, and Sarah gets in the back. "Hey $boyName, thanks for picking me up." She smiles at me and I smile back, then put the car into drive when she's settled.

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<> <<set $day = "Day 02 - Saturday">> <<set $include = "DAY02.SCENE02.PATH1.PART1">> <<set $init = "DAY02.SCENE02.PATH1.PART1.INIT">> <>

We resume our journey. My $girlRel's back is turned to the dashboard, and she is hanging over the divider, to talk with her friend. They chat about $education, going to the pool, their week, and thus our journey is a pleasant one. We soon near the pool.

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I pull into the building's parking lot and park the car. Sarah takes our bags, and we walk into the pool building's foyer. Since the building belongs to my $girlRel's club, there is no need to sign in, and we head straight for the changing rooms.

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I open the bag and retrieve my $girlRel's swimwear from it. I hand it to her and go into my own changing room. I remove my shoes, socks, and pants and put them on a hanger. I take off my coat and tee as well, and as I remove the hanger from the wall to put my clothes on it, I notice light coming through it. //A hole.// I hear quiet chatter from the other side of the wall, the stall where my $girlRel and her friend are changing. I gulp. //A peephole, right into their booth.//

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//What am I thinking?// I shake my head and ignore the hole's allure. I get out of my clothes, then put on my swimming briefs. Having changed, I leave the stall, and wait for my $girlRel and her friend to finish changing. I wait, and wait. I hear laughing and giggling, and someone stamping their feet. //What are they doing?// I keep waiting and begin to grow tired. I knock on their stall's door and ask, "Is everything okay in there?" "Yes, it's just this stupid techsuit, it's so hard to get it on. We'll be done soon, sorry." my $girlRel tells me that, and soon after, I hear more laughing and giggling. I stand outside their booth, wondering just what is so funny, and wait for them to come out. After a long time, they come out. She looks at me and says, "Sorry that it took so long, but this thing really is impossible to get on in a hurry. I even had Sarah help me, and it still took forever." I smile and tell her, "It's no problem. We're still on time, let's just put our clothes away and hurry up." She and Sarah hand me their clothes, and I put them in the bag. I open a big locker and put our clothes inside.

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I put my eye to the hole; I see Sarah. She's taking off her tee. The side I'm on is the side with the bench that they're using to put their clothes down on. Under her tee, she's wearing a frilly bra. //What breasts...// She undoes the clasp and lets them go free. She unbuttons the skirt and steps out of it, revealing her black thong. She first pulls it up, making it ride up her snatch. //Oh damn.// I feel myself get erect as I spy on my $girlRel's $education friend. She then takes it off, revealing her sex, covered by a trim and neat patch of auburn pubes. She leans forward—giving me a great view of her cleavage—and raises her leg to pull it off entirely. She moves out of view, and I hear her sit down on the bench. My $girlRel now takes the stage; she's already naked. She's facing away from me, towards the other wall. //Is she shy about her friend seeing her naked? Sarah seemed fine with it.// In her right hand is the techsuit. She opens up the neck-hole and puts her left leg through it, pulling the pipe over her ankle towards her knee. She then leans forward slightly. Her legs look smooth as silk; there's not a hair in sight. I see the bottom of her little slit, not a hair on it either. <<if $girlPst === 0>>//So cute.//<<else>>//She's shaving there too?//<</if>> She puts her other leg through the neck-hole, folds the hems, and pulls it up to just under her knee. She then starts pulling and pinching at it, pulling it up inch by inch. It's now finally at her hips. //It looks way too small. How is that ever gonna fit?// She again starts pinching it and pulling at the seams. She jumps up and down but makes little progress. Minutes pass, and it's finally reached her butt. It's squeezing her flesh, making her butt appear larger. //Bigger, but... Not better, I think.// She then puts her hand in between her ass cheeks, grabs the swimsuit, and pulls it up. I can't tell if it moved or not. She crouches down, spreads her knees, and leans forward, giving me a great view of her ass. She stands up straight again, and jumps up, her hand still inside her ass crack, pulling at the suit. I hear Sarah laugh and giggle, and I see my $girlRel get frustrated and angry. She keeps on pulling at it, jumping and crouching up and down. //It kind of looks like a dance. A very weird dance.// I almost start to laugh as well but restrain myself. It finally moves over her hips, and she takes a short rest, sitting down on the bench in front of me. I can see just over her head, but I can't see much anymore. Sarah stands up again, still laughing, and has a bikini top and bottom in hand. She lifts her leg, slips on the bottoms, then quickly puts on the top while standing in front of my $girlRel. It takes her all of 40 seconds to get dressed. My $girlRel seems to get more irate and stands up again. Sarah just keeps laughing. $girlName starts pinching at the suit again, and the suit moves up slowly but steadily until it's finally under her shoulder blades. She then turns around and talks to Sarah. Sarah gets up from the bench and stands hip to hip with her, taking one of the shoulder straps in her hands, and pulling at it while $girlName pulls her shoulder down, getting it under the strap. They turn around and work on the next strap. After much effort, the suit is on. At her back, the straps form an 'X'-shape. $girlName wiggles, and pulls a bit more at the straps, getting it to fit more comfortably. //I didn't realize getting it on was such a pain.//

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I put on my own swimming briefs and head out of the changing booth. I wait until Sarah and $girlName come out of their stall. $girlName looks at me, and tells me, "I really hate this swimsuit. It's too damn hard to put on. Sorry for making you wait." "It's almost one. We should hurry." I tell them as we unlock a large locker for our clothes.

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We arrive at the showers. My $girlRel jumps under one, turning it on, getting her hair wet, washing herself quickly. Sarah and I are just getting under one as she puts on the swim cap and moves to leave the shower room. "I'm going on ahead, I don't want to be late." She tells us as she leaves the room. Sarah and I are the only ones left. She stands under a shower on the opposite side of the room, straight across from me. Her bikini is quite revealing. We're the only ones in the room. <<if $DAY02S2P4V1 === true>>My heart starts beating faster as I recall what her nubile breasts looked like.<</if>> //Don't get erect, In a speedo, she'll see for sure.// I'm staring at her while in thought. She looks me in the eyes and smiles mischievously. She starts washing her body, rubbing her sides and stomach slowly while looking me in the eyes. //What's she doing?// I begin to blush and feel myself get aroused. She pulls on her bikini a tiny bit, making it flush against her sex. She continues rubbing her stomach, moving up slowly, rubbing herself in circles. She gets to her breasts and moves her body back, letting the water flow through the valley in between them. //She's definitely doing this on purpose. Is she just trying to tease me, or what's going on.// Her gaze travels down my body towards my crotch. //Don't get hard. Don't get hard.// I try to calm down. I turn around and finish washing my body.

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I move towards the Olympic pool. I try to make sense of what just happened. //She was definitely teasing me. But why?// I can't understand it. //Is it just to see how I'd react? And how did I react? I stared, sure, but that isn't the end of the world. At least, depending on what she does with it.// I arrive at the pool. I walk up to the lane reserved for $girlName, and approach her coach. Sarah is trailing behind me. I haven't spoken a word to her since it happened, and I plan to just ignore her for now. "Hey Mike, how's she doing?" I ask the forty-something-year-old standing by the poolside. He's a tall man with a shaved head. He used to be an Olympic swimmer himself. "She's just doing laps to warm up." I look around the pool; it has ten lanes. Including the one with my $girlRel in it, there are two more lanes in use by the assistant coaches who are tutoring small groups of swimmers. Another two are in user by swimmers doing laps individually. I look back at Mike, whose eyes are following my $girlRel; he is the head coach of the Select team, and saw the potential in my $girlRel and has been teaching her personally for a few years already. She comes to practice every Saturday and maybe once or twice during the week, if time permits. Mike also visits us at our home three times a week since our $manwomanToboygirlRel are willing to employ him privately for some extra personal guidance outside of the team training. "I'm gonna swim laps too," Sarah tells me, and gets into the water, and starts swimming her laps in the lane next to $girlName's. It's an unused lane, so it's fine for her to swim there even though she is not a club member. "$boyName, we need to talk about something." Mike looks serious as he addresses me, "$girlName has the talent, and she's a hard worker. However, there is a problem." "A problem?" I ask, alarmed. "Yes, her motivation, her reason for competing. I've come to know her over the past few years, and I'm concerned about something. She's aiming to swim in the Olympics, yet she lacks the drive I see in the other swimmers." "Do you really think that? As far as I know, she really is serious," I become defensive and try to defend her, "And she really does work hard!" "I know, you're right, but I still feel like something is wrong. It's not easy to make it to the Olympics. She just doesn't seem focused or hungry enough right now." He pauses for a second and reassures me, "I'm not saying that she can't do it. But if she really wants to do this, then she will have to dedicate herself to it, fully." I pause and nod reluctantly, fighting down the instinct to say that he's wrong and that she's a hard worker. //He's a great coach, and I trust him, so he must be right.// I then ask him, "But, what can we do about it?" "That"—he sighs—"is the problem, and what I'm thinking about too. A problem with her endurance or form is much easier to deal with. "I think you will be the key to it. I have seen how much she leans on you, and, as much as I am her coach, you are too." "Me, a coach? Lean on me? What do you mean?" He smiles at my surprised reaction, then says, "I know, you think your role here is that of a parent, right? And you aren't wrong, and you're doing a splendid job, I might add." I see that he means it and nod. I clench my fist unconsciously and tell him, "That's right. I've taken on that responsibility in their stead." I try, but fail to keep all of the anger and resentment out of my voice. //It's not that I find taking care of her a bother or dislike it, but, I'll never forgive them for how much pain they've caused us, and how much she's hurting still.// He puts a hand on my shoulder, consoling me, and says, "I can see your anger, but you're wrong about something. You're more than that. Indeed, many of the swimmers here were brought here today by their parents, but, they're over there"—he points at the viewing area—"and not over here. "Sure, they motivate them and encourage them to try their best. But, when practicing, do you see them look to their fathers and mothers every time they finish an exercise as she does to you?" He pauses but doesn't seem to be waiting for me to answer. He seems to be in thought, then continues, "I teach them how to swim, I oversee their physical development, but I also train them mentally and serve as their most powerful motivator and support pillar. I'm not boasting when I say that I'm closer to them than their parents. Day in and out, their lives revolve around the training schedule and plans I make for them, but with $girlName, it's different. "I //am// her teacher. I've taught her a lot, her technique and form have improved by leaps and bounds. I've designed her training regime, we are compatible and get along well. But she doesn't come running to me when the going gets tough. She looks towards you in those moments and finds her motivation to keep pushing." He squeezes my shoulder and says, "And it's a good thing. But it also means that I can't solve this problem. You need to talk to her to figure out what it means to her to compete and if she really wants to give it her all. And you should be honest with her, that it will be hard, really, really hard, and that she will have to make some sacrifices. And you, you need to also prepare yourself." I frown and ask, "How do you mean?" "I mean that she will have to work hard, excruciatingly hard, and that you will have to be the drill sergeant that keeps pushing her to try harder, even when it seems like she can't keep going. She will have no free time, no time for friends, she will have to eat what you tell her to when you tell her to." He smiles wryly, "The relationship between a coach and swimmer is one of love and hate. She might come to hate you too. Because you cannot go easy on her, and have to keep pushing even when it hurts. At the same time, you need to be there for her, to console her, and to reassure her that she's doing well and that everything will work out." He sighs. And points at the water. My $girlRel is holding onto the pool's edge, looking at us. "I don't expect you to respond right away. Just think about what I told you, and ask yourself if you, and she, are ready for this."

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I walk up to the edge and drop into the water. I think about my conversation with the coach and let it weigh on my mind. I tell her, "I'll join you," and wait for her to kick off. I wait until she's about three-fifths through the pool, then kick off myself. After about five laps, I notice that she's no longer in front of me, but rather, behind me—I feel her tap my foot, and she passes by my side. //She's so fast.// I'm by no means a lousy swimmer, but compared to her, I'm nothing. //Well of course, she's a competitive swimmer, after all.// Feeling proud, I swim after her, trying my hardest to keep up, going all out. She's practicing her front crawl, focusing on her technique, not speed, but still easily outpaces me. As I swim behind her, I have a great view of her taut ass. //In this tight swimsuit, it looks even better.// Water ends up in my mouth as I lose focus of my breathing, and I begin to cough and sputter. //Fuck, what am I thinking.// Feeling guilty, I force myself to breathe again, and continue swimming after her. After about half an hour of swimming laps, I tire of it and get out of the water. I watch my $girlRel continue swimming and admire her graceful form, the way she cuts through the water with seemingly zero resistance. She reaches my side of the pool again and hangs onto the ledge. "Giving up already $boyNick?" She asks me, teasingly, then kicks off again and starts practicing her butterfly stroke. As she swims, Mike comments on her form now and then.

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Two of the swimmers that were doing laps in their own lane come over towards Mike, and get in the water with my $girlRel. They're members of the Select team and are being coached by Mike; they just finished doing the exercises he assigned for them to do. I continue watching as she trains, Mike tells her to do some laps in a certain stroke every now and then, paying attention to the three swimmers simultaneously. Sarah gets out of the water, walks towards me, and stands next to me, and asks, "Hey. Done with your laps too?" "Yeah, I'm beat," I tell her, unsure of how to act. //Seems she's playing it cool.// I glance at her, but she doesn't notice, and we just watch my $girlRel's training as we talk. Mike tells her to take a break, so she climbs out of the water and moves over to us, sitting down next to me on the bench. Her breathing is labored, and she says, "Even though getting into this suit is a pain in the ass, it's worth it. It's amazing how much faster I've gotten." I smile and nod, "It's true, you're amazingly fast. I couldn't keep up at all!" "I'm so tired, but still, I want to race. I think I'll be able to set a new PB today." Sarah agrees wholeheartedly and tells her to go for it. "I'll time you, so let's do it." I encourage her, and she's all pumped up, and ask, "What PB do you want to go for?" "I'm beat, so let's just go for the fifty-meter free." When she's done resting, I go to the trainer and ask him for his stopwatch. $girlName gets onto the starting block, puts on her goggles, secures them tightly, then breathes in deeply and looks at me. "On my mark. 3... 2... 1, GO!" I shout—and she dives. She cuts through the water, waving her legs underwater like a dolphin to further accelerate. She soon surfaces and crawls rapidly but rhythmically. Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, breath. Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, breath. She reaches the end of the pool and does a flip turn. She pushes off hard and continues crawling. //32.626 seconds on the stopwatch.// She continues to accelerate even further. "Wow, she's fast!" Sarah exclaims excitedly and cheers her on. 25 meters left. She slides through the water, advancing quickly, and touches our side. //Stop.// She hangs onto the laneline, gasping for air, and asks anxiously, "Did I do it?" "Don't hang onto the line!" I tell her, then smile, "65.672 seconds." She gaps and climbs out of the pool. "I did it. I really did it. I knew it," she runs to Sarah and me and grabs our hands—jumping into the air while holding them. "I did it. I really did it." "Congrats, $girlName, you're incredible. You looked beautiful as you glided through the water, like a mermaid. I'm sure $boyName agrees." Sarah tells her, looking at me as she says it. //What's she playing at? Is she making fun of me?// "That's right. You were incredible. I'm so proud of you and how hard you worked for this." I tell her, and she smiles brightly. Mike walks over to us, "I see you're getting used to swimming in a technical suit. What's her time?" I tell him, and he gets excited himself. "Congratulations $girlName. You're under one-o-six now! Hard work does pay off." $girlName smiles, and nods, agreeing. Mike has a stern look on his face as he continues, "However, don't let up on your training now. You should aim to get under a minute as soon as you can. You have three years. It sounds like a long time, but before you know it, the US Olympic Trials will be upon you. So stay humble and train hard!" "Yes! Of course! I will keep training, I won't slack." She proclaims confidently. I smile, so proud of her. Sarah next to me whispers, "She's amazing. I wish I had a dream like that, and the drive to see it through." //Drive, huh? I guess I really do need to talk to her. Let's do it tonight.// He nods, his face relaxes, and becomes gentle as he continues, "I know you can do it. For today, you have done enough, however. Rest is part of training too, so go and enjoy yourselves." The tension leaves her body, and she moves over to me, and leans on my shoulder, then says, "The adrenaline is leaving my body now, and suddenly I feel so tired. And I want to get out of this suit already. It's uncomfortable and the straps are cutting into my flesh." "You did well, go get changed. I'll be right along, just gotta talk to Mike." I look at her as she walks towards the changing booths with Sarah in tow, then turn to Mike, and walk up to him. He looks at me questioningly, and I hesitate, then tell him, "Actually, I might know why she seems a little out of it. Our $manwomanToboygirlRel... They're fighting all the time. She's still young, she's struggling with it, she's scared they might get divorced."I smile wryly, "In fact, they decided to take some time off and are spending the weekend together to talk about their problems. So, if she seems a bit unfocused lately, that's probably why." He nods slowly, and says, "I see... I'm"—he frowns—"aware of your situation at home, but I didn't know this was happening. That might really explain things." He pauses, then says, "But, the point remains that she needs you more than ever now then." "I know, I'll be there for her." I stand in thought for a few seconds, then continue, "I'll talk with her and let you know how it turns out." "Okay, keep me in the loop."

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The coach waves us off as we move towards the changing room to get rid of the suit. My $girlRel goes into a stall, and Sarah and I wait outside for her to come out. A minute passes, and we can hear some shuffling noises. Then, a voice asks, "Sarah, can you come inside and help me with the straps?" Sarah opens the door and goes through, leaving me behind. I stand outside the stall's door, waiting for them to come out; I hear muffled chatter. A few minutes later, Sarah comes out and stands next to me and says, "Her getting into that suit, it was a sight to see." "Yes, I do believe I heard you cackling and laughing," I tell her, and she laughs. "You have no idea. Words cannot describe it. It's something I'll remember for the rest of my life." <<if $DAY02S2P4V1 === true>>//Well, I don't disagree. I doubt I'll forget what I saw either...// I look at Sarah, who's standing next to me, at her bikini, and recall what I saw when I peeked through that hole. //Wait. Have I just accepted spying on my $girlRel and her friend like it's normal? When did that happen? Shouldn't I feel guilty?// As I stand there waiting for my $girlRel to finish changing, I think it over. //It is odd that I feel no guilt. Is it because I mostly spied on Sarah and not my $girlRel? But even then, I should feel guilty, right?//<<else>> //I wonder what she means.// I look at Sarah, who's standing next to me; my eyes move over her body, taking in its curves, and I wonder what she looks like under that bikini. //Am I really perving on my $girlRel's best friend?//<</if>> "A penny for your thoughts," Sarah looks at me, slight puzzlement in her eyes. //Fuck, I was staring.// I feel myself blushing as I'm caught and look away, anxiously. "It-it's nothing. I was just in thought." I try to keep the panic from my voice. She looks at me, and I see a mischievous glint within her eyes. "I wonder what about..." //She's teasing me again. Why does she keep doing it? Just for kicks?// She smiles as she sees my reaction, and continues, "Did you know, in Europe, before going into the pool, they all shower naked—" At that moment, the stall opens, and my $girlRel comes out, now wearing her training suit. She looks at us and seems to notice something; she looks at Sarah with questions in her eyes, then at me, and holds up her techsuit in her hand and sighs, and says, "I'm so glad to be out of this. It's crazy how uncomfortable it is." She smirks, "Luckily, I won't have to wear it for a while." "We're gonna have to go shopping for a new one, you can pick whichever one you want as a reward for beating your record." She smiles cheerfully, "Awesome, I've been looking into it already, and I have some ideas." "That's awfully generous of you $boyName," Sarah tells me. "Well, it's not like I'm the one paying for it." //That's right. Managing my $girlRel's swimming career too is a job our $manwomanToboygirlRel leave to me. They never show up for practice or meets, and only care about the medals she comes home with. They think paying her expenses is enough. It pisses me off, thinking money is a substitute for love.// "What's wrong, $boyNick?" $girlName is looking at me, concerned; it seems my face has taken on a scary expression. I quickly relax it and smile at her. "It's nothing. Let's go have some fun."

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We head towards the smaller, shallower, exercise and warm-up pool. We get into the water—$girlName puts her hand on my shoulder and says, "Did you know? The reason the warm-up pool is so warm, is that everyone pees in it." "$girlName, gross!" Sarah shouts, and $girlName laughs. "Well, I'm joking. But trust me, during meets, everyone pees in it." She keeps laughing as she looks at my and Sarah's horrified faces. "Swimmers really are gross," Sarah says in a serious voice. "That's right. They really are," and I nod in agreement. We are nearly at the center of the pool. I look at the girls, and ask, "So, what shall we do?" I meet my $girlRel's eyes and say, "I bet you're tired, right. Let's"—I swim up to her—"play tag"—I touch her shoulder—"and you're it!" I swim away quickly. Sarah scatters in the other direction; $girlName ignores Sarah entirely and immediately chases after me. I front crawl away at full speed, kicking hard and sending water splashing into her face. But she's gaining on me, fast. Seconds later, she's upon me; she grabs me by the ankle, "You're it—" She pulls me under the water, then lets go of my leg, and quickly swims off. //She's too fast. Sarah is my target.// I look around the pool; Sarah hiding in a faraway corner. I start swimming towards her. She sees me coming and starts to swim away; she's a decent swimmer, but no match for me. I quickly get close to her, but she doesn't give up. She dives under the water and tries to escape that way. //I just need to wait for her to come up. No need to waste the energy.// About ten seconds later, she resurfaces, not far from me. I grab her by the wrist and tell her, "You're it." I swim away quickly, and she chases after me. But I'm faster. I stay out of range, swimming circles around her in the twenty-five-meter pool. She can't catch up to me, and I keep slipping from her grasp. Sarah is panting heavily, and I'm getting tired too. $girlName watches this spectacle, then swims after Sarah. //What is she doing? Sarah's it.// I keep an eye on my $girlRel; she swims straight to Sarah. //Shit, now I see what she's up to. She's gonna let Sarah tag her! And she has been resting all this time. There's no way I'll escape!// Sarah has stopped chasing me, and as $girlName reaches her, she says, "He's a real bully, that $boyRel of mine. I'll get him for you." //I knew it.// Using the last of my energy, I swim away as quick as I can. But my $girlRel is fresh and chases after me at full speed. //I need a plan.// The distance between us shrinks rapidly. //If she gets me, and escapes, I'll never catch her again. Sure, I can chase Sarah, but $girlName will just let herself get tagged, and I'll be back to square one.// She's only seconds away. //If I can't avoid being caught, I'll just have to catch her at the same time.//

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I suddenly come to a stop and wait for $girlName to tag me. She swims into me, grabbing my shoulder, "You're—" I grab her by the ankle as she tries to swim away, and pull her back. "Wrong $girlShortRel, you're it." She struggles free and pushes me away. She turns around, trying to escape. I quickly grab her wrist and pull her back. "Not so fast." The game of tag suddenly turns into a wrestling match. She pushes on my shoulders, trying to push me under— I grab her by her thigh and pull her down with me. She slips out from my grasp, and pushes down on my shoulders, drowning me. I grab her by her wrists and pull her down hard; now free, I go up for air. She surfaces as well and starts trying to push me under again. I fight back, pushing her down instead. My breathing becomes labored as I grow weary, and soon, I let up; she resurfaces and keeps fighting me. I go easy on her and let her get the upper hand and she pushes me under— I escape down, diving deeper, and swim under her feet; I'm now behind her, where I surface. I gasp for air and grasp onto her body, holding her tight with my left arm wrapped around her waist and my right arm around her chest. She struggles, trying to break free. I hold her tighter, pressing her body against mine. //She feels so nice.// "$girlName, I'm beat. I surrender," I tell her, still holding on to her, enjoying the embrace; I feel her body relax, and she no longer tries to escape. "That was fun," she sucks air into her lungs; I feel her chest expand, and she says, "I'm tired too." Sarah swims up to us, looking at me hugging my $girlRel. She smirks, "She seriously tried to drown you, huh?" She feigns horror and says, "She's scary." I let go of my $girlRel and move away from her back. We are now in a triangular formation. "So, what next?"

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"On the other end of the pool, there's pressure jets. They feel great..." $girlName says and points towards it. "Sure, let's get a massage." We swim over, there are two jets. I let the girls go first. They put their backs in front of the water stream, holding on to the pool's edge to not get blown away. "Ah-h-h th-h-aat fee-ls nice." $girlName has difficulty speaking due to the intense pressure. Sarah sits there for about half a minute, but then moves away. "You give it a go." She makes space for me, and I move over to the jet next to my $girlRel. The intense pressure pushes on my back; it's on the edge of hurting. I feel blood start to rush to my back and relax. We sit there for a couple of minutes, quietly, enjoying the massage. My $girlRel lets go of the pool's edge, and says, "You know what's fun as well? Seeing how far you can get," she kicks off from the wall, following the flow of water, and in a couple of seconds, she nearly reaches the other side. She waves and yells, "See? So fast." Sarah moves over the jet and tries it. She gets about half as far. I also get into position, feeling the strong water pressure on my ass. I push off, hard. I try to get my body into the best position to reduce drag to a minimum. I glide through the water and end up between my $girlRel and Sarah. "Guess I really can't beat you. Let's go again." We keep competing to see who can go the furthest, but the results don't change. //I guess technique is paramount. I'm stronger, but she has better posture and is smaller, so there's less resistance.// We keep playing around in the water for a while, until it's time to go home.

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"It's about time we go home," I tell the girls, and we get out of the water. We walk to the shower room and wash ourselves, trying to get rid of the chlorine. When it's done, we move towards the changing rooms. I open the locker, and we grab our clothes and towels. They take their clothes and get into an empty stall. I go towards the one to the left of it.

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I take off my wet swimming briefs and wring them. I take the towel and dry myself off, then sit down on the bench on the left side of the stall and dry off my feet. //I'll talk with her tonight.// I think about what happened today. //What's going on with Sarah?// Images of her giving me a show while showering pop into my head. I start to grow aroused as I think about her and her body. //I stared at her breasts, and she caught me. But she didn't mind, and even seemed to... like it? Is she just teasing me, talking about showering naked...// //She's my $girlRel's best friend! She's only <<= toWords('girlAge')>>!// I admonish myself, but grow even more aroused, and I imagine what she'd look like under that bikini. //I know it's wrong, but is it really that bad, though? She's obviously doing it on purpose, am I supposed to close my eyes and look away? No way! I'm a healthy young male with a healthy sex drive, and she's hot as hell.// I relax a little and reassure myself. //That's right. Of course, I'll be attracted to a pretty girl with tits like that. And if she then tries to entice, who then, can blame me...// My cock is getting harder and harder; it now stands fully erect. I think back on the show she gave me. //What would have happened if I got hard there?// I gently run my hand up my shaft. I remember how she looked at my crotch. //How would she react when she sees a tent in my briefs?// I imagine her seeing it, and smiling at me; she lets the water roll off her perfect breasts and starts fondling them, looking me in the eye as she does it. How she would glance down every now and then to measure the effect she's having on me. Knowing that she's turning me on, she would look at me and smile, inviting me—I hear giggling coming from my $girlRel's stall.

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//Just what am I thinking? To jerk off in a place like this, am I crazy?// I stop and sit there disturbed. My breathing is labored, and I feel warmth coursing through my body. Having realized just where I am, and what I was doing, I stand up and continue getting dressed, trying to regain my composure. //I'm in public, for god's sake. My $girlRel is in the booth next to me!// I take the damp swimming briefs, wrap them in my towel, and put them in the bag along with my swimming goggles. I look around the booth, making sure I do not forget anything. I take a deep breath, calming myself down.

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I ignore the giggling and envision how she welcomes me, embracing and kissing me. How her breasts feel against my chest, and how my cock feels pressed against her stomach. I stroke myself furiously; I imagine grabbing her ass as we kiss, kneading it and pulling her closer, grinding my swollen sex against her. How she would kiss me, rub my back and fondle my ass, and then start kissing my neck, then chest, and move down slowly while pulling on my swimming briefs, displacing them and revealing my erect cock. How she would place kisses all over my body, moving lower and lower, until finally getting on her knees in front of me. How she looks up at me, smiling, as she kisses my tip. Licking it, going down the shaft. How she fondles my balls and jacks me off; I imagine it's her hand I'm feeling, pulling on my cock. How she takes my member inside her mouth—I grab my briefs from beside me and cum into them. //Shit, bad idea. Well, it's going in the washer anyway.// I sit on the bench, panting, letting the waves of pleasure roll into me. I get up and start getting dressed. //Shit, I hope they're not wondering what's taking me so long.// I quickly get dressed, dry my feet a final time, and put on my socks and shoes.

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I get out of the stall, and I'm the first one there. //Guess I was worried for nothing. Good.// Not long after, my $girlRel and Sarah come out of their booth and join me. The realization that I just jacked off, feet away from them, while thinking about my $girlRel's best friend strikes me. //It's so wrong. But, it is exciting too.// We leave the building, and in the parking lot, Sarah comes over to me and hugs me. "Thanks for taking me. I had a lot of fun today." She releases me and hugs $girlName next, and they whisper something to each other.

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I get into the driver's seat, push on the brakes, and put the car in drive. My $girlRel sits in the front seat, and Sarah in the back. We drive off to bring Sarah home. Once again, my $girlRel is hanging over the divider with her back to the windshield to talk with her friend; they talk about their plans for the week, their homework, and my $girlRel's goals and ambitions. "In two months, there's an important meet. The LSC Championship. I need to train hard and do well there..." "You can do it! I'll cheer you on..." "At the end of September, the Eastern Zone Championship will be held, but I might not even be able to qualify..." "You better give it your all, then. But I'm sure you can do it! You were amazing today..." I listen and smile at their excited conversation. //She's a good friend. Her best friend. I'm such a bastard, thinking of her in such a lewd way.// Angry with myself, I keep driving.

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I pull into Sarah's driveway, and she and my $girlRel get out of the car. Sarah waves to me, and they walk to the door; they stand there talking and laughing for a while, then hug each other. $girlName gets back in the car, looking at me. I look back at her. She looks down, and stares out of the window. I pull out of the driveway and continue driving home. We sit in silence for a while, until my $girlRel suddenly asks, "What do you think about Sarah?" //Think about her? In what way?// I'm confused, and answer, "She's a nice girl. Energetic, and full of pranks." My $girlRel looks at me now, thinking. "Have you noticed... that she likes you, at all?" My heart starts beating faster. //Did Sarah tell her what happened today? No way, right?// I start to blush and panic. I gulp and ask, "She likes me?" "She does. So... what do you think of her?" I take a deep breath to calm myself. "She's your best friend. There's no way. It doesn't matter what I think." I look forward and focus on the road again, trying to avoid this conversation. //I guess she didn't tell her about what happened, right?// My $girlRel pouts and sighs deeply. "So what if she is my friend? I want to know what you think of her. She's pretty, right? She has"—she hesitates for a second—"big breasts. And a nice ass. She's really popular with the boys at $education." She looks down now and seems a little sad. //What brought this on?// I look at her and ask, "Did she ask you to talk to me about this?" I glance at her, and she shakes her head, ""No, she didn't. If she knew I did, she wouldn't like it either. "But she talked about it with me. And I care about her. And about you, so if you like her, that's okay, don't say no because of me," she looks at me now, and I see that she means it. I sigh, and say, "You're right, she's a real looker. She has a nice face, a nice figure, and she's kind. But she's <<= toWords('ageDiff')>> years my junior. Even //if// she weren't your best friend, for me to even talk like this... it's inappropriate." "Who cares about that." Flippantly, she continues, "What matters are feelings, not logic and reason. You don't have a girlfriend, do you?" Unsure how to respond, I just glance at her; she looks sad, and says, "And I know... It's my fault. So don't say no to a good thing with such a lame excuse." "What are you talking about? Your fault?" "It's my fault, because, just like today, or yesterday, or any other day, I take up all your time and energy. You take care of me, you cook for me, you bring me to $education, practice, help with my training, and accompany me to meets"—she clenches her fist—"so, because you're forced to do all that—" "That's crap! Forced‽ I do it because I //want// to. I am your $boyRel, so why wouldn't I—" "That's not right! I know how much you do for me, and all //I// can do is accept it. I know it's a lot of work, and it really"—her voice cracks—"really is my fault that you have so little—" I feel my chest tighten, and I firmly say, "No! You're wrong, don't ever think that you're a bother or that I regret doing any of it!" I clench the steering wheel. "Don't say such stupid things, or I'll get mad." "O-okay, sorry, $boyNick," she says as I glance at her; she's smiling shyly. //I hope she believes me. I'm not just trying to make her feel better.// I focus back on the road. "Still, I'd like you to ask her out. She really likes you a lot, and I don't care if you think you're too old for her. Girls don't think like that." The conversation falls quiet, and we silently drive until we reach our house. I stop outside the front gate and let my $girlRel out. "I still need to go grocery shopping. Can you take the clothes inside?" She nods and gets out of the car, taking the bag of clothes with her. I drive towards the grocery store and do the shopping. //What should I cook tonight?//

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I park the car in the garage, then get out and park the other car that I had abandoned the day before, too. I think back to my conversation with Mike as I carry the groceries into the kitchen. //Can I do anything to make her training easier?// I start to unpack the groceries, thinking things through. //Her nutrition. I don't know enough about it, and it's an essential part of her training. Her diet is not optimized yet, if it were, how much more efficient would her training be?// I close the fridge and move towards the pantry. //What about her training? Mike is here six hours per week, and she goes to practice on Saturday, but she swims way more than that. Could her technique get even better if she had more guidance?// I finish unpacking the groceries and walk back into the kitchen. After that, I go to my room and start researching things on my computer. About the lives of other pro swimmers. And how I can do more. //Yes, tonight I need to talk with her. We need to have a serious conversation about her future, about what she wants to do with her life.//

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I continue researching things behind my computer, surprised about some of the stories I'm reading: about depression, loneliness, and the sacrifices required to reach the top. //Is this truly what is best for her?// I keep reading and start to feel frightened. And horrified as I read about the widespread sexual abuse of female athletes<<if $girlPst !== 2>>—often minors—<<else>> <</if>>by coaches and other officials. //Is this truly the best path for her future?// I shiver. //$girlName is a pretty girl. I think I can trust Mike, but there will be many other people close to her, who can take advantage...// I keep reading article after article, and I feel as if I'm choking as I finish reading the sentence, "while holding a conversation with my mother, nobody thinks that's what..." //I can trust Mike, right?// I gasp for air. //Right?// My vision grows spotty, and I get up from my chair and stagger towards the door; to my see $girlRel, to see her, to make sure she's safe, and that she's fine. //How horrible... How can they be so horrible? I have to protect her from monsters like that! I can't let them hurt her.// The world spins around my head as I stumble out of my room. //But, am I not a danger to her myself? The way I've been feeling, and acting the past few days, aren't I the most dangerous of all?// //No!// I shake my head firmly. //That can't be true. I'd never hurt her, I love her, I love her more than anything in the world.// I try to convince myself, but my hands are shaking. //I would never, not ever, do anything to hurt her.// I take another step as my knees tremble. //Never, I could never hurt her.//

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I fall into her door and knock on it violently. I feel nauseous; the world is spinning before my eyes. I'm sweating; my heart is beating rapidly, pounding. I feel hot, and my chest hurts; I feel like I'm about to have a heart attack. //What's happening to me.// I open her door and barge inside; she's sitting at her desk and looks up at me— She rushes over to me and asks, "What's wrong‽" Worry fills her voice and her fear shows in her eyes. "Are you okay?" She takes my hand and guides me towards her bed, sitting me down. I try to respond, but the words won't come out; I can hardly breathe. My face feels like it's burning. I tremble and my whole body shudders—I jerk towards her and hug her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and pulling her tight; I bury my head into her shoulders, and tears begin to roll down my cheek as I run my hands over her back. //She's okay. She's safe. She's fine.// She stands there, frozen, as I rock back and forth, cradling her in my arms. She hugs me back, her arms around my back, and slowly strokes the back of my head, consoling me. "It's okay, you're okay," she gently reassures me, and after some time, I loosen my grip. "You're fine. Everything is fine." //I would never hurt her.// I hug her tightly again and I feel myself relax; I let out sobs of relief as we embrace each other. I let go of her and raise my head from her shoulder. I look at her, and see the wet spot on her shoulder, and feel embarrassed. "I'm sorry... I don't know what happened. "I was just so scared all of a sudden, I could hardly breathe, and I..." my voice trails off, and I don't know how to explain my feelings or what happened. She sits down next to me, snuggles up to me, and hugs me, resting her head on my arm and shoulder. "It's okay. You're okay." "I'm sorry for scaring you..." "That's okay, you don't need to feel bad about it." She keeps holding on to me, and I hate myself for scaring her and showing her such a pathetic sight. A few minutes pass as she quietly embraces me on her bed. I free myself from her embrace, get up, and stand in front of her. "Really, I am sorry. But I'm really happy too, to have a $girlRel like you." She smiles, "I'm happy you're my $boyRel too," she jumps up from the bed and hugs me again. "I gotta go and cook dinner... I'm making risotto for you."

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I arrive in the kitchen and get started. Ideally, I would have made stock myself, but I had no time. So I bought some vegetable stock from the grocer. I start by dicing onions finely. I warm the pan, a deep one, pour some olive oil into it, and add some butter. When the oil is hot enough, I add the onions. I get the rice ready and measure the amount needed, washing it thoroughly. I stir the onions every now and then, for about five minutes. I then add the rice to the pan, baking it for about three minutes, until it is translucent. I add the wine, just enough to cover the rice, and let it boil off. When the wine is all but gone, I add the stock. While the stock is simmering, I get started on preparing the piece of fish, a filet of striped bass. //Whitefish, in particular, goes well with mushroom risotto.// I prepare the mushrooms as well, slicing them evenly. And at last, I take the broccoli and prepare it to be cooked. I keep adding stock and stirring the risotto. I take out the Parmesan cheese and grate some of it. When the risotto starts to come together, with about 10 minutes of adding stock and simmering left, I throw the mushrooms into the pan. I also warm the skillet, to pan fry the bass. And in another pan, I have water and salt with the broccoli. Ten minutes later, dinner is nearly done. To finish off the risotto, I turn off the heat, and add butter and the parmesan cheese, and stir it well. //Now it needs to rest for three minutes. Let's go get $girlName.// I go upstairs and knock on her door. "Dinner's ready." I go back down and set the table. My $girlRel comes down the stairs and sits down in her usual spot. I serve the risotto, broccoli, and bass, and sit down to eat. She takes a bite and says, "As always, it's delicious.// I smile and nod, and start eating as well. //It's seasoned well, I didn't mess it up.// I look at her eagerly eating my cooking, and I smile happily, glad that she's enjoying it. After a while, I put my fork down and look at her. I meet her eyes, and tell her, "$girlName, we need to talk about something, later tonight. Something serious." She looks at me, puzzled. Then nods. "Sure, let me know when."

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$girlName hands me the skillet, and I put it into the dishwasher. With all the dishes loaded into it, I move away from it and move towards the stairs with my $girlRel to do my homework. As I'm about to go up, she stops me and asks, "Have you showered yet?" "No, I haven't." I look at her, puzzled. //Why?// "You really should... Chlorine is terrible for your hair," she smiles at me, hesitates, then continues, "You know about the shower in the master bathroom, right?" "You mean that shower... wall? Yeah, I was there when it was installed." She smiles mischievously and asks, "And, have you ever tried it?" I shake my head, "No, I haven't." "Then, should we try it?" She's grinning and giddy. "It's not often that they're both gone. Now's our chance!" //Wait, shower together? Naked? No, of course not, not naked.// "I'm not sure we should be showering together..." I tell her, acting responsibly. "Why? We used to shower and bathe together when we were kids all the time." She looks at me as if she can't understand what I'm talking about. "$girlName, you're no longer a child. For us to shower together... it isn't right." She shrugs, tilts her head and asks, "Why? I don't really see the problem, we're $boygirlRel, so..." she frowns, then nods as if a revelation has struck her. "Then, we'll just wear our swimsuits, and it will be no different from swimming together." //Wait, she was talking about showering together, naked? Is she crazy? No, I'm sure I'm just misunderstanding...// She looks at me questioningly. //Well, she has a point. There wouldn't be much difference, and it does sound like it'd be fun.// "Okay then, fine," I tell her, not entirely sure of myself. //I'm not making a mistake, am I?//

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We go up the stairs, and go into our rooms. I undress and get in one of my old swimming briefs. I go into the hallway, and wait for my $girlRel to come out of her room. I don't have to wait long. She comes out of her room wearing one of her old training suits. We go into our $manwomanToboygirlRel room and then into their bathroom. Inside, there is a big bath, and a glass door leading to a circular shower room with many jets and nozzles all over the walls. "Wow... look at that!" She runs into the shower, looks back at me, and shouts, "Look! So many heads and jets! It's amazing." I follow after her and go into the circular room, and pull the glass door closed behind me. I look around; in the ceiling, a large panel is at the center of the room with many tiny holes inside of it. //Water pours out of it?// Inside the walls at varying heights there are all kinds of nozzles and jets. Three jets, at knee level, for the legs at 90° intervals. A little higher, just beneath my crotch level, a singular jet facing the door. I frown. //Is this...// I imagine my $womanRel standing in the shower and line the jet up with her figure. //It is!// I glance at my $girlRel, and wonder if she realizes this jet's purpose. //Huh, so much for it being a sin...// I move my eyes away from the pleasure jet, and find another set of three jets, at back level. A little higher, at neck level, is another set of them. //I see. You're supposed to stand in the middle and face the door.// Beside the door, there are more nozzles, a set at knee level, and one at head level but angled downwards to point at the chest area. There's also a hand-held showerhead, as well as more jets for your back. And angled ones one for your neck. I look at $girlName and tell her, "It's quite amazing. Let's turn it on." She nods excitedly, and we look at the control panel. I frown, then look at her and laugh, "It's like a spaceship." We turn gauges at random; water starts spraying out of the nozzles and showerheads, and from the ceiling, water pours down us like a waterfall. We soon get the hang of it, and we turn everything on. We stand in the shower, with water raining down on our heads as we are massaged from all sides. I look at my $girlRel as she plays around; she has a happy smile on her face, and I find myself smiling as well. Steam fills the room; the warmth and the powerful streams of water hitting us is quite pleasant, and I feel the blood rush through my veins and my skin tingle all over. We switch positions every now and then, alternating between the jets that serve us. I start lathering myself up with soap, making sure to clean myself quite well. My $girlRel does the same; I watch her wash. She starts with her legs rubbing the soap into her skin thoroughly, then slowly moves up her body with a bar of soap in one hand and a washcloth in the other. She hooks a finger around the crotch area of her bathing suit and pulls it down, pushing the soap into the suit. I look away, feeling uncomfortable. She looks at me and says, " A one-piece is kind of a pain when washing." //She doesn't seem to mind me being in here with her. Obviously, she trusts me...// I sigh and feel a tightness in my chest. We continue lathering up, standing back to back, facing the wall and the jets. I enjoy the stream of water hitting me, and the close proximity to my $girlRel. After some time, she turns around and tells me, "I'll wash your back." I stand perfectly still, and feel her hands on my flesh. She rubs my back with the bar of soap, gently lathering it up. She then washes it with the washcloth, giving it a good scrub.

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I turn around and thank her, "That was nice. Do you want me to wash yours as well?" I feel shy, but I ask it nonetheless. //Treat kindness with kindness, was it?// She nods, and turns her back to me. I take the hand-held showerhead and direct the stream of water to her back. I start lathering her suit up, and gently rub circles on her back, stretching the fabric as I wash away the soapy spuds. "Wearing a one-piece to a shower was a bad idea after all"—she lifts up one of her straps, letting it fall to her side—"there's no point in washing myself if my entire body is covered by it." I gulp. //Oh no. No, no.// She lifts the other strap and lowers the training suit slowly, until it is at her hips. "Please, wash my back," she asks, facing away from me. I hesitate. //Should I?// A moment passes with me just standing there frozen. //I can't see anything. I'm just helping her wash up.// I tentatively put the bar of soap on her back and continue to gently rub her back; I feel the muscles lying underneath her skin. //So soft, yet firm.// I wash her back and neck thoroughly as my heart pounds in my chest. She thanks me for washing her and pulls the swimsuit back up. She turns around to face me and tells me, "I'm done, so I'll go and get dried off." She leaves the shower, leaving me by myself. I catch my breath and try to calm my arousal; I feel my dick pressing against my swimming briefs. //I haven't washed myself down there, yet.// I slip them off and lather up, running my hands through my pubic hair and along my hardening shaft. I take the hand-held showerhead and rinse off. I enjoy the warmth and steam, the water hitting my body— The door opens. //What?// My $girlRel comes back in. "I totally forgot to wash my hair.// She turns the corner; I look at her, panic on my face with my cock half-erect still. She freezes, glances down then turns beet red. She turns around and says, "Sorry, I didn't think you would be naked." I quickly put on my briefs. //Shit, shit. I knew it was a mistake. I got too comfortable." Awkwardly, I stammer, "I'm sorry, I was just... washing up." She still has her back turned to me. "I'm... decent, now." She turns around and smiles at me, embarrassed, and tells me, "I'll wash my hair quick, then get out." Feeling slightly awkward, I nod, and let her get to it. I wash my own hair as well, and we finish simultaneously. I turn off the shower, and we leave the room. I take a towel from the rack and offer her one too. She shakes her head, "I don't feel entirely clean yet," she pauses for a moment, "probably, because of the suit. So, I'll stay for a bit longer." I nod understandingly. "Okay, I'll go and do my homework." She grins, "Plus, I really want to use this shower some more. It's amazing... I wish I could use it every day." "Me too." I smile back at her and ask, "How about we watch some Breaking Bad in about an hour?"

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I go into my room and get into my pajamas. I sit behind my writing desk and get started on my exercises. I think about the conversation we're about to have. //I should probably also explain a little about that... incident, earlier today. But, how to explain?// I sigh. //Life's getting complicated.// I frown, deep in thought. I shake my head and get back to writing. //Thinking this much about things won't do any good.// I decide to just focus on my work, and finish the exercises. When I'm done, I head towards my $girlRel's room. I knock on her door. No response. I knock harder, no response. //Deja vu. What's it this time?// I grab the knob and pull the door open—it's empty; I look around. //What's going on.// I walk back out of her room, and look around. //Wait, is she still in the shower?// I go to my $manwomanToboygirlRel' room, and enter it. I knock on the bathroom door, but there's no response. //She's not in there?// I open the door and hear water running. I shout, "$girlName! You in here?" I see the door open, and an arm comes out. "Hand me a towel." I give her a towel as I hear the water turn off, and she takes the towel into the cabin. I wait outside. Soon, she comes out, wearing her towel. "Have you really been in here all that time?" I sound a little upset and tell her, "Showering that long really isn't good for you." She looks to the ground, "Sorry, you're right. I was just having so much... fun." I frown and look closer at her face. //She's flushed? Is she upset about being scolded—//she suddenly looks up and grins mischievously, "I'm definitely sneaking in there in the future. But, for now, let's go and watch some TV."

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$girlName goes into her room, and I go downstairs. I dim the lights and turn on the television. I move into the kitchen to get some snacks and drinks; I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. //That's fast.// I grab a carafe and fill it with water, a coke bottle from the fridge, and two glasses and head back towards the living room. My $girlRel is already lying on the couch. I move towards her and put the carafe, coke, and glasses on the table. She raises her feet, and I sit down under them. She lowers them again, resting them on my thigh. //Wait, she's not wearing pajamas.// She pulls the blanket over my lap and her legs as I look at her neck. //I don't see a shirt.// She sees me looking, and I ask, "Are you not wearing your pajamas?" "They're in the washer. I didn't want to make you wait while I looked for another pair, so I came down in my towel." I freeze and frown. //She says it like it's normal. But basically, I'm sharing a blanket with her while she's naked.// I shake my head. //No, she's not the strange one. It's me.// I try to put it out of my mind. //I should talk with her now. No point putting it off any longer.//

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I look at her; our eyes meet, and she sees expression in them. She sits up straight as I tell her, "We need to have that talk I mentioned earlier." She shifts nervously and answers, "Of course. What do we need to talk about?" "It's nothing bad," I smile at her reassuringly. "It's about you swimming. I wanted to ask you, why do you want to compete? I... I think I have some idea, but, I'd like to hear it from you." She nods, and sits quietly for a while, collecting her thoughts. "Okay. The reason I started swimming is, me being good at it." She smiles sadly, "And $womanShortRel praised me. She said I was smart and told me that she was proud of me. "The teachers also told me I was such a quick learner. After that, I put more effort into it, and I got better, and kept improving. "When I won my first medal, $womanShortRel and $manShortRel both celebrated with me. They put it up for display and showed it to all their colleagues, they were proud of me." She pauses and looks down. "I felt truly loved then. So I wanted to win more medals. "I thought to myself, 'If I qualify for that meet, they will come and watch me.' When that didn't happen, I thought, 'Next time! Next time, at that important meet, they'll surely be there.' "But, they didn't come, but I didn't give up. I told myself, 'I'll just need to aim higher, surely, they'll come //then//...'" her voice trails off. "That's why I started swimming, I think." I feel my heart break. //Those bastards.// $girlName sees my expression, the anger within it, and smiles. "It makes you angry, huh? Yes, it pissed me off too. And I used that anger to motivate myself and get even better." I unclench my fist and grab her hand and tell her, "If that is the only reason you're swimming, stop! Or at least, swim for fun, at a lower level. Your life... it doesn't have to revolve around swimming alone. There are loads of things in life. Other hobbies, boys." She smiles and looks me straight in the eyes, full of conviction. "I said that it is the reason I //started// swimming. It isn't the reason anymore. "I don't care if they come and see me swim or if they praise me. I'm no longer doing it for them. I do it for myself." She stays silent for a while, and I gently stroke her hand. //Is that really true?// I look at her expression and stare at her eyes; I see sadness within them, but resolve as well. She sighs and looks down at the ground. "People... they don't really like me, I guess. Sarah's pretty much my only friend, and... I'll never be as popular as she is. "Boys want good-looking girls. Taller, more adult-looking girls with larger"—I see her frown—"breasts and asses. Not a girl like me. "But that's fine, I've accepted it. I'm loving the competition, beating my personal bests, and winning medals. I want to become even better and even faster." //She's serious. But she's also wrong.// I'm still holding her hand, and I tell her, "I understand. But those boys are the childish ones"—//just what am I saying//—"trust me. You're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. In a few years, when you're on every channel, and everyone is talking about you, they'll realize how stupid they've been." She blushes and looks down at the ground. "Thanks for at least trying to make me feel better." //I'm serious. Shit, but I can't really come out and say what I really think, can I now?// I frown. //Shit, that's not what I wanted to talk about. But, at least, she doesn't seem to be taking it too badly...// She sighs, unconvinced that I really mean it. I smile at her and say, "I'm serious. You're like that bird from the story, the one that grows from a beautiful swan into a gorgeous one." She laughs and looks at me. "I think you messed that up, the story is about an ugly duckling turning into a swan." I poke her cheek and say, "But you're not an ugly duckling, are you?" I scoff. "Not to mention, a duck can't become a swan. So it must have been one all along."

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I see her smile, and I'm glad the heavy mood is lifted. "But, that isn't all that I wanted to talk with you about. "You said your dream was to swim in the Olympics. To do that, you need to come first in the Olympic Trials in three years. How far are you willing to go for that?" "I'll do anything for it. I know that it will be hard, but I want to try. I need to give it my best, or I'll regret it for the rest of my life." I nod. "Right. You're right, it will be hard. Much harder than you think. But we //can// do it. You have the talent for it, we also have the means to //utilize// that talent and bring the best out of you to help you achieve your dream." I pause and look at her smiling happily. "In three years' time, I want to see you stand on the starting blocks in Tokyo... I want to cheer you on as you swim, and to see you bring home medal after medal. "I too, will go to any length to make it happen. Really, I'll do everything I can. But that might mean that I have to step back and give way." "Step back? How do you mean?" There's a strange look in her eyes. I look down, //I need to be honest. For the sake of her dream, I can't lie, even if it hurts to tell her this.// I look back up, into her eyes; sincerity fills my voice as I tell her, "It would probably be best for me to take a backseat now. "I'm just a normal guy. I don't know what I'm doing, I'm not a professional coach or manager, so who knows, maybe I'm hurting instead of helping." I look at her face; she doesn't react at all, and just stares at me. I smile at her and make myself sound passionate as I continue, "Luckily, we can afford to hire outside help. We can get Mike to coach you more often. We can also get a nutritionist, chef, and personal trainers to help with your dryland training. Private tutors and educators to help ease the academic burden—" "No! No way! If that's what you mean, then no, I don't want that at all." Her eyes are blazing, and she's clenching her fist as she's screaming, "Isn't that basically abandoning me! What you said about standing on the starting blocks in Tokyo, that I agree with, but no, that's not my dream. "My dream is to stand there with you at my side"—her lip quivers as tears form in her eyes—"if you're not there, standing behind me, watching me from the poolside as I swim in the most important event of my life then"—she gaps for air—"then I don't even want it! And I'd quit now!" She's crying and screaming at me, and I feel tears flow down my cheeks. I pull her towards me and hold her tight. Tears stream down my cheek as I embrace her; the blanket is no longer covering her upper body, and she's basically naked now with only a single towel wrapped around her waist. Neither of us pay it any mind; we just hug each other. I feel her shudder as she sobs, and I run my hand along her bare back, caressing her gently, reassuringly. "I understand. I also want to be there, and I'd never abandon you." //I will make it happen, at any cost. 'She might come to hate me,' was it? You may be right, Mike. But I'll take it.// We let go of each other, and she gets back under her blanket, covering herself as she blushes slightly. "With that decided, there is one more thing we need to talk about. It's related to that, that //incident// with me, earlier today." //How to explain this.// "You've really only had Mike as a coach, and I trust him. I believe he's a good man that cares. But... not all coaches and officials are like him. "As you climb higher, you will spend more time with other men, men with power and authority, who can impact your career and use it to threaten you. Swimming is rife with men who seek to take advantage of that power." I shift uncomfortably and pause for a moment to collect my thoughts; she looks at me, a little confused.

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"$girlName, you're a pretty girl, they might seek to take advantage of you, sexually. It won't always be obvious that they're doing something bad. They might just stare at you a little too much, or try to talk with you while you're getting dressed, or offer to help you by showing you how to do a stroke. "But, they might also want to //do// stuff to you, like touching you"—she shifts uncomfortably—"and they might make it look like it's just an accident. But it's not, and they have no right to do that, and you need to know that. "They could also be more... forceful. They might want you to do something to //them//. They might threaten you by saying they're going to hurt you or saying they'll kick you off the team, but don't believe them! Scream, cry out, call for help, and just run away and look for me. "And if they threaten you, or if they do something to you, or if you just feel uncomfortable about someone, then you need to come to me, right away, and tell me about it, no matter how scary or embarrassing it is." She blushes and stammers, "Of-of course, I'll tell you." //Good. I'm probably worried about nothing, but it just scares me so much.// "Then we've decided. Tomorrow, I'll make all the arrangements, or well, as much as is possible on a Sunday. It also means that your training will go to a new level. "The people I mentioned before, we'll still hire them, but they won't take my place. They'll just support me. When they're back, I'll also have to speak to our $manwomanToboygirlRel and ask them for more money. I smile at her and continue, "For the sake of your dream, I'm going to have to push you harder than ever before. I'll keep pushing until you feel like you can't take it anymore, that you can't go on, that you're about to break down. "But I won't relent, and I will make you push even harder. You're going to have to follow my and the coaches' orders. I will plan your days in detail, down to the minute. You will not have a social life or friends. Your life will revolve around four things, and four things only: Practice, eating, learning, and sleeping. You won't have time or energy for anything else." She nods and tells me, "I accept that. I know it will be hard. Excruciatingly hard. But if you tell me that it is necessary to achieve my dream, I will obey. And I will exceed your expectations." "Good." I smile as I look at her, and ask, "When did my cute little girl grow into such a mature young lady?" She giggles, "Stop it, I'm <<= toWords('girlAge')>> already! And I'm just being serious. I mean what I said." "I know, let's watch some TV." She smiles, and I start the episode. Time goes by as we sit in silence. I'm still holding her hand, and she makes no move to let go either. The season ends, and we sit there pensively. //I guess we're both thinking about the future.// I finally let go of her hand and tell her it's time for bed. She picks up the blanket and wraps it around her shoulders, covering herself, and we head up the stairs and go into our rooms. I get into my pajamas and go into the bathroom; my $girlRel joins me. We brush our teeth together, and then, she wishes me a good night, and we go to our rooms again. //It starts tomorrow.//

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I wake up, get out of bed, and stretch. //Another busy day ahead.// I walk into the bathroom to freshen up. I then walk out of the room, down the stairs, into the kitchen. I see my $girlRel there, making tea. "Morning, did you have breakfast yet?" "Nope. I'm hungry, though." She says and smiles. I walk up to the fridge, open it, and take out the yogurt, blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries. I get two bowls as well as spoons and grab the bags of cereal and mixed nuts. I put the yogurt, fruits, cereal, and nuts into the bowls and mix them well. I add just a bit of honey to them, then walk to the kitchen dining table and sit down next to my $girlRel. She's put two cups and a teapot on the table and is sitting there waiting for me, sipping on her tea. I give her one of the bowls, and we eat breakfast while chatting. We finish breakfast and get up from the table. "I'm going for a swim," she tells me as I'm loading the dishes into the dishwasher. "I have to finish my homework, but I'll join you in a bit," I say and head for the stairs.

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I go upstairs, into my room and sit down behind the writing desk. I continue working on my math problems while thinking about the people I have to call and want to hire. //First, I need to call Mike and tell him about the conversation I had with $girlName. I also need to ask him if he has time to see her more often to oversee her practicing.// I continue working on the exercises and soon finish them. I look at the clock; it's a quarter past eleven. //Mike should be awake by now. Let's call him.// I get up from the desk and leave my room, going into my $manShortRel's home office. I sit down behind his desk, and dial the coach's number. "Mike speaking." "Hey, Mike, $boyName here. I talked it through with my $girlRel, and she really wants to go for it. And I do too." "Good. That's very good to hear, and I suppose you want me to get you that training schedule?" "Correct. And I want to schedule more sessions for her with you. Ideally, I'd like to have you oversee her anytime she's swimming at home." "The schedule is fine, of course, but I plan to have her in the water for thirty plus hours a week..." "I think you know, we have the money. I'll convince our $manwomanToboygirlRel somehow." "I also really just don't have the time." He pauses, then asks, "Can't you just come to training more often?" "It's nearly an hour's drive. We have a fifty-meter pool at home, so it's more efficient for us to have her practice here." I pause, and tell him, "I know that it's beneficial to have her friends there when she's training, but we really just don't have the time." "I understand. Then, how about I come by for a session during the weekend?" "Nah, it's okay, I don't want to make you come here on your day off. But I'll need you to refer me to another instructor who you trust, and has time." "Hmm... I think I know just the person. I'll send you his details through e-mail." "I also want to hire a good nutritionist to oversee her diet." "I know of one, I'll send you her details as well. I'll get the schedule to you by tonight." We say goodbye and end the call. I log in to my e-mail account and wait for the e-mail to arrive. //Swimming instructor and nutritionist. I also want to hire a physician and a physiotherapist. To employ all these people, we'll need contracts, perhaps our $manwomanToboygirlRel know of a skilled attorney.// The unread icon glows up, and I open the e-mail.

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I call the number and hear a young man's voice. "Paul here. Who's calling?" "I'm $boyName, Mike referred me to you. I'm looking for a swimming instructor for my $girlRel." "Well, I am that. How experienced is she?" "She's an experienced swimmer. She's swimming under Mike, he's taking care of her training schedule. I need someone to oversee her when she's practicing at home." "I can do that, but wouldn't it be better for Mike to do it himself?" "He is. But he doesn't have time to be here every time she's swimming, so I asked him to refer me to someone he trusts." "I see. I just got to the States, so I have plenty of time. How many hours per week are you thinking of?" "I'm not exactly sure yet, we're still working on her new training regime. Twenty hours at least, though." "You sound pretty young. Can you afford it? My rate's seventy-five bucks an hour." "Money's not a problem. She'll be swimming here, at our house, so you'll need to come over. When can you start?" "I can start right away. I don't have any pupils yet, since I just got here." "Even tomorrow? I'd like to see you work before I decide to hire you. I'll still pay you for the day, of course." "Tomorrow is fine. And I get that. Just let me know when to be there. One thing though, if I'm going to come to your home to teach her, I'll have to charge you for my time spent traveling. I'll make you a good deal, though." "That's fair, it's not a problem." We say goodbye and hang up. //If he works out, that'd mean the swimming instructor is taken care of. I probably also want to hire a personal trainer, to oversee her cycling and fitness.// I sit there, thinking for a while about the other people I'd need to hire. //Well, let's call this nutritionist first.//

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I dial the number, and a woman picks up. "Jane speaking, how can I help you?" "Hello Jane, I'm $boyName. I told Mike I was looking for a good nutritionist for my $girlRel, and he gave me your number." "Ah, she's a swimmer then?" "That's right. I'd like you to oversee her diet; to make sure she eats right, especially now that Mike's making a new, excruciating training schedule for her." "He does like to torture his students... Sounds like a good idea. How old is she?" "She's $girlAge-years-old." "I see, well, I'll want that training schedule to make a diet plan to fit around it, but for now, I'll send you some general information and tips on what a swimmer needs to eat." "That'd be very helpful. I've been the one cooking for her, and I tried my best, but I'm kind of out of my depth." "I'll get started right away, and send you a document with general information. Then when you have her schedule, and have brought her here for a consultation, we'll work together to make the real plan." I thank her, and schedule an appointment with her for my $girlRel. We end the conversation, and I hang up. //Okay, that's that taken care of.// I turn on the office computer and open a new document. I make a list of the people I've found so far, as well as their costs, and write down the other functions I've yet to fill. //I'll really need to convince our $manwomanToboygirlRel to give me money. The club might have some of these, but I don't want to owe them too much, or get stuck in a bad contract. I've got to keep her options open for the future.// I save the document, and shut the computer down. //Let's go check on $girlName.//

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I walk out of the office, go downstairs and walk into the backyard. I go to the pool where my $girlRel is swimming. It's a big pool, twenty-five yards long. There are three lanes, and it's about seven feet deep. She sees me and waves but continues doing her laps. Whenever she reaches the end of the pool, she does a turning flip. I sit down on one of the lawn chairs and watch her. //She's incredible.// I watch how she glides through the water. She's practicing her strokes, first swimming a couple of laps of breaststroke, then butterfly stroke, and finally, she practices her front crawl. She finishes practicing and climbs out of the water onto the pool's edge. She walks towards me, her water bottle in hand. She's panting hard, and when she reaches me, she plops down on the ground. She lies on her back, looking up at the sky, and says, "So tired." She lies there for a while, taking deep breaths, then says, "The sun's coming through nicely"—she starts standing up—"I think I'll sunbathe for a while." I stand up myself and say, "That sounds nice, I'll join you." We walk towards the house, and when we get inside, I ask, "Are you hungry? I can make you a smoothie." She looks at me and smiles, "Yeah, I'm hungry." We split up, she goes upstairs, and I walk into the kitchen. I start collecting various fruits and vegetables and then putting them in the blender to make her a smoothie. I hear her coming down the stairs and look at her as she comes into the kitchen. She's wearing a bikini, but it's way too small; the straps are digging into her flesh. She walks over to me, and I hand her the smoothie. She thanks me and walks towards the door leading to the backyard. As she's about to leave, I shout, "Did you put on sunscreen?" She looks at me and shakes her head. I walk over to her and tell her, "You need to put on sunscreen first." "I don't know where they keep it." "Okay, wait here, I'll go and get it for you." I go into the ground floor bathroom and start searching its cabinets; towels, shaving cream, tampons, I keep going through drawers and find a bottle of sunscreen. I go back to my $girlRel, handing it to her. I then walk to the sink to drink some water. I'm standing behind her and look at her applying the sunscreen to herself. She smears the sunscreen on her face, then moves down to her shoulders and neck, rubbing the sunscreen into her skin. She moves down, to her stomach, and finally her legs, leaning over—the bikini bottoms ride up into her crack, showing off her buttocks. I gulp and stare. The bikini has basically become a thong now. At her crotch, a camel toe forms. //Damn.// I feel my cock harden in my pants. She finishes applying the sunscreen, pulls at her clothing, then walks into the backyard.

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I walk up the stairs and go into my room. I get out of my pajamas and put on my swimming briefs. I leave my room and go downstairs, into the kitchen. I pick up the bottle of sunscreen and apply it to myself. I go into the backyard, and follow the path down the hill to the pool, then continue walking past it, following the path up another small hill. On top of that hill, there are several lounge chairs as well as a picnic table and a parasol. I walk up to my $girlRel, who's lying on her back on one of the chairs, enjoying the sun.

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I lie down on the chair next to hers and enjoy the sun. We chat every now then, about nothing at all, and time flies. I start to feel a little sleepy, and close my eyes, enjoying the atmosphere. //Sarah, huh. $girlName says she likes me, and that I should ask her out sometime, but I don't know.// I keep thinking it over, eyes closed, baking in the sun. //She's a nice girl.// I think back on the show she gave me in the shower, and start feeling a little aroused. //She's cute, such awesome breasts. And kind of naughty...// I hear my $girlRel move and open my eyes. She sits up, and lies down on her stomach. I look at her and ask, "Did you put sunscreen on your back as well?" "Oh, no, I didn't." She sits up again, looking at me. "Want me to get the sunscreen and put it on for you?" She nods, and I get up and move towards the house again. //Did I offer to put it on for her, as a $boyRel? Or was I feeling horny, and did I see an opportunity to take advantage of?// I go into the kitchen and grab the sunscreen, bringing it back to my $girlRel. She lies down on her stomach and spreads her legs, making room for me to sit down behind her. I look down at her; the too-small bikini bottoms are pulled flush against her sex, and I can see her pretty lips' outer rims. I'm stopped in my tracks and just stare at it. I collect my witts and sit down behind her. I feel myself get hard and feel my penis push against the fabric of my briefs. I make sure I keep my distance, afraid of it touching her. I squirt a glob of sunscreen on my palm, then rub my hands, and put them on her shoulders. I make slow, wide circles, moving towards her shoulder blades. I lift up her bikini top's straps and apply the sunscreen underneath as well. I move my hands down her back, circling slowly, pressing into her. She moans and says, "Ah, that's nice." I smile and keep massaging her. I continue going slowly down her back, caressing her, and push my knuckles into her flesh. I keep rubbing, slowly moving down, to her loin. //She feels so nice. Even if I offered to put it on for her out of $boyRelly concern, it's not that, any longer.//

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I massage it, then raise my hands from her body putting more sunscreen on them. I get started on her legs, placing my hands just under her ass, and start kneading. I move down slowly, again making circles, down to her femur. I feel the stiffness of the muscles that lie under her skin, and make sure to massage it well, squeezing and really pushing my fingers into it. I alternate from her left to her right leg, massaging both with two hands. I move down further, to the back of her knee and then her calf, and keep kneading her skin. I move down further, to her Achilles heel. I press it between my thumb and fingers gently, following it, moving to her feet. I spread the sunscreen on them; I begin squeezing and gently presssing my thumb into her soles while kneading her feet. I finish applying the sunscreen and move to get up from the lounge chair. My penis, fully erect, is forming a tent in my briefs. //Can't let her see it.// I keep my back turned to her as I walk to my chair, and lie down on my stomach, hiding the erection from her. We lie on our stomachs with our heads turned toward each other. She smiles at me, then asks, "Did you put sunscreen on your back yourself?" "You're right, I didn't." She laughs, and teasingly says, "You damned hypocrite"—she stands up and moves towards me—"I'll take care of it for you." She sits down behind me and picks up the bottle of sunscreen. She puts some on her hand, then starts to rub my back. She doesn't really massage me; she just carefully spreads it around. Every now and then, when she's touching my muscles, her hands linger slightly, staying there for just a bit longer than necessary. //She's a bit too gentle, but it still feels nice.// I lie on my stomach, enjoying my $girlRel's touch. She soon finishes, and moves back to her own chair, lying down again with her head turned toward me. We lie there baking under the sun, and chat. I ask her, "$girlName, were you serious when you said I should ask Sarah out?" "I was. She really likes you, but she doesn't have the courage to tell you about it." I frown. //Really? Given the show she gave me, I somehow doubt that.// "You really wouldn't mind me dating Sarah? She's your best friend." "Why would it bother me? I care about her and you, so it's perfect, right?" "I guess. I'll think about it, then." //So, she's really okay with it. I guess it's to be expected; I'm her $boyRel after all. But, if she were to go out with someone, would I be okay with it?// I clench my fist. //No. No way, even thinking about it is too much.// I look at her, concerned about myself. //But why is that? Her finding someone she loves would be a good thing if it were to make her happy. Am I seeing them as some sort of threat; to me, to my relationship with her? No, that cannot be.// I remain unconvinced and keep thinking about it. //This is starting to go too far. Being attracted to her, I could explain that away as just the reaction of a normal, healthy male's sex drive, but this... It goes beyond that.// The pleasant atmosphere I'd been enjoying is gone; worry now fills my mind as I lie there bathing in the sun's warmth. //Perhaps I should ask Sarah out, for no other reason than to get rid of these feelings for my $girlRel.// I feel horrible as I consider using her in this way, but the idea takes root firmly in my mind.

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I finish massaging her loin, then move my hands down, until they're just above her buttocks. I feel her body get tense, but ignore it and continue, rubbing her cheeks and gently squeezing them. My $girlRel rolls on her side and looks at me. She tells me, "I'm really not comfortable with tha"—she looks at me, and I see her eyes move to my crotch—"Get off me." I stand up, ashamed, and feeling awful. //What came over me? Am I crazy?// I stand there with a tent in my briefs, my $girlRel is looking at me, angry and with disgust in her eyes. "Wh-why are you still standing there, like, like th-that?" I just stare at her, dumbfounded. Her face grows red, and she screams, "Get out of here already!" I shake my head, turn around, and run away. //Seriously, what the fuck did I do. What was I thinking, touching her ass like that.// I go indoors and get out of my briefs. //What happens now? Will she tell our $manwomanToboygirlRel? Or the cops?// Anxious, I sit in my room, waiting for whatever happens next. After a while, I hear a knock on my door. My $girlRel comes inside, now wearing jeans and a sweater. She has her arms crossed and stands a few feet away from me. She tells me, "I won't tell our $manwomanToboygirlRel, but I don't want anything like that, to happen ever again." "I'm sorry, I didn"—she interrupts me, holding up her hand, telling me to stop. "I don't want to hear your excuses or your reasoning. Let's just forget about it and move on." She tells me that, but I can see that her evaluation of me, as a $boyRel, as a person has changed. Still looking at me, tears form in the corner of her eyes. I hear her whisper, "I can't handle losing you too..." She turns around, and walks out of my room. My heart breaks. //I molested her, my own $girlRel, and robbed her of a $boyRel. How awful I am...// @@.centered; ''BAD END'' @@

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We finish sunbathing in silence, and get up from the chairs. She tells me, "I'm going to take a shower to get the chlorine off me." "I'm hot, so I'm gonna take a dive," I tell her, and we walk towards the pool together. Walking beside her, I tell her, "That bathing suit, it really is too small." "I know, I know... It's the only one I have"—she sighs—"I normally don't really wear bikinis." "Then, how about when we are shopping for your techsuit, we'll buy a new bikini too? Consider it a present from me to you for beating your personal record." She smiles cheerfully and says, "Really? That'd be great, thanks so much." We arrive at the pool, and we split up; I get into the water, enjoying its coolness. She waves to me and walks into the house. I swim some laps, getting some exercise, and cooling down. After about half an hour, I tire of it. I climb out of the pool and shake off the water. I walk through the backyard for a little while, to let myself dry a bit, then head inside. //Let's take a shower as well. To be particular, let's shower in the master bathroom.//

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I walk into our house, looking forward to taking a shower in our $manwomanToboygirlRel room. I go up the stairs and into their room. I pull open the bathroom's door and walk into it. I walk to the shower cabin and open its door—my $girlRel is there, she's sitting on the seat that can be pulled from the wall, with the hand-held shower head pressed to her groin. I hear her moan—halfway through, it turns in to a scream. She drops the showerhead, sits up straight, hiding her sex behind her hand. I quickly turn around and walk out of the cabin, telling her, "I-I'm sorry, $girlName. I didn't know you would be in here." I quickly leave the bathroom, and stand there, panting. //Fuck, fuck, FUCK. I didn't mean to walk in on her, fuck.// I put my head in my hands, blaming myself. //I should have been more careful. She said she was going to take a shower, I could, I should have known.// I clench my fist, and move downstairs, wanting to put space between her and me. //How awful she must be feeling right now. I hope she's not mad; it really was an accident! But, to think that she was masturbating...// Despite my shame, I feel myself get aroused. I sit down on the couch in the living room and watch some cable television. Feeling the erection in my briefs, I think to myself, //What's wrong with me? I just embarrassed her by walking in on her, but all I'm thinking about is how hot it is?// I hate myself, but my body doesn't listen. I grow harder, my penis being restrained uncomfortably by my swimming briefs. I pull them down and free it. //Am I really doing this?//

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I touch my dick, and think about her touching herself, how she pleasures herself with the showerhead. I start stroking it and imagine how she rubs herself, the water streaming past her fingers. How she teases her clit, stroking it with her finger. How she rubs it, making circles and pulling at her pretty pussy lips. How she presses the showerhead into her groin and enjoys the pressure. Riding it, grinding it against herself. I begin to stroke myself faster and faster, and imagine how she pushes her finger into herself, and how it is stopped at its knuckle by her own tightness and her hymen. How she sits there, the water flowing over her sex, motionlessly. She slowly starting to move the finger in and out of herself, enjoying her own tightness. I imagine how she moans and how her body tenses as waves of pleasure roll into her, how she quivers as she cums violently—I grab my dick, and point it towards my stomach, shooting sticky globs of sperm onto my belly. //Fuck, that was fast.// I walk into a bathroom and clean myself up. Calming down, I feel awful, and head back into the living room. I sit down on the couch again and continue watching the show. I'm not very interested in it, but its noise is a pleasant distraction from my thoughts, full of loathing and shame.

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I get back to my senses and try to forget what I saw. //No, I won't do it. I can't.// I focus on the screen, and try to distract myself from my feelings. //I hope she's alright...// I sigh, and continue watching the show which I have little interest in. //I doubt she wants to talk to me, so I can't do anything.// Deciding to give her some space, I stay downstairs, watching television.

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I turn off the television and get up from the couch. My $girlRel still hasn't come downstairs. //She must be feeling awful, and it's all my fault.// I stand in the living room, unsure of what to do. //I want to go up and talk with her.// I walk to the stairs, but when I get there, I turn around. //No, let's give her some space. If she wants to talk, she'll come down.// I sigh and walk back into the living room. //What to do, what to do. We were having such a nice weekend, and then I went and ruined it. Fuck, how stupid am I? She told me she was going to shower; I could have known she might be in there. I should have known. Stupid, stupid, stupid me.// I clench my fist and feel frustration build inside me. //Goddamnit, I'm such an idiot. Why did I not just knock or hear the water running.// I walk towards the stairs. I stand in front of them, unable to take a step. //I want to go and apologize again.// I hesitate, then turn back, and go to the living room. I sit down on the couch and grab the remote, but have no interest in watching anything. I just sit there with the remote in hand. //Give her time. She'll forgive me, it really was an accident.// I stand up, and walk around the room. //What do I do, what do I do.// I keep pacing the living room, blaming myself. //I need to get rid of this angst somehow.// Trying to calm down, I sit down on the couch. I sit there, tapping the floor with my feet, and wring my hands. //I'll go work it out.//

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I walk up the stairs and go straight into my room. I get out of my swimming briefs, quickly getting changed into workout clothes. I grab a towel and head downstairs again. I walk through the hallways, then enter the basement and go into the home gym. I sit down on one of the machines and take a deep breath. I pull on its cord, doing my reps. I move on to the next machine without rest, following my scheme that has me rest muscle groups in between sets, meaning that I get to keep working out continuously, allowing me to work on my endurance as well as strength at the same time. I move from machine to machine and keep adding more weight to them. I pull at the cords and handles violently. //I ruined her weekend. We were getting along so well, then I ruined it.// I move to the weightlifting section and pick up a barbell. I put several plates more on it than I usually lift. I grunt deeply as I lift it above my head and scream, "Fuck!" I keep raising the barbell, screaming louder every time I do so. Beat, I drop the barbell on the floor and move to the next machine. I'm drenched in sweat and panting heavily. The world is going dizzy, but I keep pushing myself. //It really was an accident. Goddamnit.// I move to the rower and start rowing. I keep going faster and faster, the machine is shaking under the force I'm exerting—my hands slip. //Blood?// I look at my hands; they're ragged. I didn't even notice. //Guess that means I'm done.// I walk into the bathroom attached to the gym and take a cold shower. My hands tingle from the soap, but I ignore it. I get out of the shower and dry myself off. Not wanting to put on my dirty exercise clothing again, I go upstairs wearing my towel, straight into my room. I get dressed in my pajamas, and look at my phone lying on my nightstand; It's nearly six o'clock.

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I walk out of my room, and go downstairs into the kitchen. //She still hasn't come down, but I can't keep blaming myself. It was an honest mistake, nothing more.// I open the fridge and take out spinach, carrots, heavy cream, and Parmesan cheese. I also take some onions and garlic from a kitchen shelf. I put a pan on the stove. While it's warming up, I start dicing the onions—halfway through, I add olive oil to the pan. I finish chopping the onions, and wait for the oil to be heated up. I drop the onions in it and start dicing the garlic. //I'm kind of worried, if she is this embarrassed about me walking in on her, would she really be able to tell me if someone tried something?// I add the garlic to the pan and wash the spinach. I take another pan and put the spinach in it. While the onion, garlic, and spinach are on the stove, I fill a large pot with water, salt it, and add the spaghetti. I put it on the stove, waiting for the steam to soften the spaghetti so that it fits in the pan. I peel the carrots, stirring everything regularly. //I really need to make up with her. But how? She doesn't want to talk to me.// The spinach has become tender; I take some kitchen paper and take the spinach out of the pan, putting it on the paper. I take another smaller pot, add water and salt to it, then put the carrots in. I put it on the stove and wait for the water to boil. The spinach has become cold enough; I take it in my hands and wring the water out of it above the sink. I add the wrung spinach to the pan with the onion and garlic, stirring everything, and then add the heavy cream. I let it simmer for a while, then when the pasta is about halfway done, I take some of its cooking water and add it to the sauce. I let things simmer and boil, then grab two plates and forks, and grate the cheese. I add everything to the plate, mixing it well, then sprinkle the cheese over the top. //I don't think she'll want to eat together with me.//

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I grab a fork, stick it into the dish, take it in my hands, and carry it upstairs. I stop in front of my $girlRel's room, put the plate on the ground, and knock on her door. "$girlName, I'm really sorry about what happened. I made dinner, I'm putting it down here in front of your door." I wait a few seconds, but there is no reply. I move away from the door and go downstairs again. I go into the kitchen and pick up my own plate. I sit down at the dining table, eating dinner, by myself. //How lonely... I guess I truly did fuck things up.// I eat like a machine taking no pleasure from it. //Food doesn't even taste good anymore.// I finish my meal, and put the dishes into the dishwasher. I walk upstairs and pass her room. //The plate is gone. So at least she's eating, that's good.// I smile bitterly, and move on, going into my room. I sit on the bed and turn on the TV. I watch it listlessly, and time passes. //She still hasn't come to say anything to me. I guess I really did fuck things up for good.// I sigh, and tears form in the corner of my eyes. I keep zapping from channel to channel, but nothing interests me. //Was our relationship really so fragile?// I sob in frustration, and I miss my $girlRel. I miss talking with her, seeing her. Her smile, her touch. I lie down on the bed with my knees pulled to my chest. Hurt and depressed, I lie there for a while. Then, the tears stop. //I'll have to apologize to her even more profusely. I'll beg her to forgive me, to talk to me again.// I get up from my bed and freshen up in the bathroom. //No, give her space, don't rush her. I need to be patient.// I go back to my room and sit down on my bed.

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I mute the television and close my eyes. I breathe in deeply, hold it for a while, then let it slowly escape from my body. I breathe in again—and there's a knock on my door. //What?// I look at the door, panicked. //What do I say? I'm not ready, I need time to think//—she knocks again. "Co-come in," I tell her, my voice quivering. My $girlRel opens the door and walks into my room. We look at each other. I begin to stand up—she bows to me, saying, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," tears form in her eyes, and she walks to my bed. I look at her, stumped. //What's going on here?// "It's okay, you have nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who should be apologizing to you." She comes closer to the bed and sits down on it. She looks at me, tears rolling down her cheeks, "You must have been so angry with me." //Angry? But why?// We're sitting next to each other now, and I wrap my arms around her shoulders. I pull her close, and tell her, "I'm not angry, not at all." I pause for a second, and hesitate, "I know our $manwomanToboygirlRel say that touching yourself is a bad thing, but it's not, it's totally normal. Everyone does it, trust me." I keep hugging her tightly as she buries her face in my shoulders. With a meek voice, she asks, "Even you?" "Of course. There isn't a boy that doesn't. Or girl. Even our $manwomanToboygirlRel, they did it, and do it." //Fuck, I can't believe I'm talking about this with her. But it's the truth, and she needs to hear it.// I feel my face get flushed as I continue, "I would never get mad at you for something like masturbating. And I'm so sorry for walking in on you, I understand that it felt awful and that you didn't want to see me after that." She looks up at me, putting on a small smile, "Well, I didn't think you would be angry about that." I look at her, puzzled, and wait for her to continue. "I thought you would have been angry at me, for ignoring you. And I am so sorry about that." I move to speak—she continues, "In truth, I was embarrassed about you walking in on me. And I hid in my room because of it. "But that was only for a little bit. After that, I remembered." She stops and looks at me; her tears have stopped. She says resolutely, "I remembered my promise. That I would tell you if something happened, no matter how embarrassing it was." She falls quiet, then continues with downcast eyes, "And I realized, that I had broken that promise, just a day after making it. I was so angry with myself, and so scared to face you. So I ignored you. Again..." I press her face into my shoulder and stroke her cheek. We sit there for a while, not saying anything, and she continues, "Then it sunk in, that I was just doing the same thing again. And I thought about how you would be feeling, how scared you would be, that if something bad happened to me, I would not be able to tell you because I was too ashamed. "And I saw how bratty I was being. Hiding in my room, ignoring you, not even thanking you for cooking me dinner. When I realized that, I had no choice but to come out of my room and talk to you." I grab her head with both hands and look her squarely in the eyes. I tell her, "I was not angry. Not even for a second. I was scared, I hated myself, and I was lonely. But angry, no. Never. You say you acted childishly, but you could not be more adult by coming in here and talking to me. I'm proud of you, really proud." She relaxes, and her shoulders slump. I let go of her head, and she smiles and hugs me. We sit there in each other's embrace. After a while she tells me, "But, apologizing is not enough. I need to show you that I really will tell you, even if it's scary." "You've already done that." She shakes her head, "No, I haven't. But I'll prove it to you now." //Where's she going with this?// Her cheeks turn red, but she keeps looking right at me and says, "Actually, today it was not the first time something like this happened." "You don't—"she holds up her hand and just smiles. "Remember Friday, when I had my music so loud and didn't hear you knock? Had you walked into my room, you would have caught me, just like today." //She wasn't changing, but masturbating?// I look at her, flabbergasted. //So I was sitting on her bed, ruffling her hair, just after interrupting her as she was touching herself?// She's looking at the ground now, anxious. She peeks up at me, then looks down again. //This is not the time to be thinking about that.// I wrap my arms around her and pull her close. "You really didn't have to tell me that, but I'm so glad that you did, that you trust me that much." I hug her for a while, enjoying her warmth and the way she feels. We let go, and she lies down on her side, looking up at the ceiling. I lie down next to her, and a few minutes pass. We lie there in silence; there's nothing that needs to be said. //I guess she missed me too.//

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"Do you wanna watch some television?" The silence broken, she now looks at me and smiles brightly. We crawl up, putting cushions behind us. I unmute the sound, and we start watching Bob's Burgers. We sit with our backs against the pillows, hip to hip in my twin-size bed. We laugh every now and then, and spend the night, comfortably and cozily under a blanket. After about an hour, she looks at me and says, "I have to tell you one more thing." She pauses for a second, but continues, "You walking in on me, is kind of like karma, really. "Yesterday at the pool, Sarah spied on you in the changing room, as you well, you know"—she pauses, blushing—"you were doing that, and she told me to look too. And I did, just for a moment. "I didn't think much of it, and we laughed about it. I didn't"—she stammers—"I didn't know how awful what I did was." I gulp and feel my heart beating rapidly and ask, "You-you saw?" "Yes... I'm sorry, so really, you walking in on me, it's my fault." I find myself aroused at the thought of my little $girlRel spying on me, and tell her, "It's okay, really. I'm not mad, but you shouldn't spy on people. It's good that you realized that what you did was wrong and that you feel bad about it." <<if $DAY02S2P4V1 === true>>//I'm a goddamn hypocrite.//<</if>> She nods, and settles back in again, crawling to me. I sit there, under the blanket with her, and feel confused. Aroused, but disturbed. Disturbed at how close we suddenly are, and the turn this conversation has taken. //I did not expect this, not at all. I thought I ruined things, but we suddenly feel closer than ever.//

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We continue watching television, enjoying the evening. My phone makes a whistling noise. My $girlRel picks it up from the nightstand and hands it to me. I look at it; it's the training schedule. //Wait, did I even tell her about hiring a new swim instructor and nutritionist yet?// "It's Mike, he just sent me the training schedule for next week." I hand her the phone, and she looks at it. "Wow. I'm not gonna have any free time at all, am I?" "That's not true, I'll make sure to schedule a minute, every now and then." She smiles as I tease her and hands the phone back to me. I look at the schedule carefully. She will manage to do the right exercises for the right amount of time herself. All I have to do is roster all her tasks into the day. But that's easier said than done. //Still, three blocks of two hours of swimming, and two hours of other forms of exercise. That's eight hours already. She has $education as well, and she needs to eat and sleep too, of course.// I open the a note-taking application on my phone and start a new document. //I'll have to keep the nutritionist's tips in mind as well.// @@#document; 5:40AM–6:00AM: freshening up & eating breakfast 6:00AM–8:00AM: swimming 8:00AM–8:20AM: preparing for $education & eating something small 8:30AM–5:00PM: $education & big lunch 5:00PM–6:00PM: fitness & eating something small 6:00PM–8:00PM: swimming 8:00PM–8:30PM: eating dinner @@ I stop at that point and look at the document. //Is this even doable?// I keep staring at the document, trying combinations in my head. I start writing again. @@#document; 8:30PM–9:30PM: homework 9:30PM–10:30PM: cycling 10:30PM–11:15PM: relaxation & eating something small & getting ready for bed 11:15PM–05:40AM: sleeping @@ //It really won't fit, this will have to do for tomorrow.// I send a message to Paul, asking if he can train her tomorrow morning or evening, then show the schedule to my $girlRel. "This is the best I can do. We're missing one two-hour block of swimming, but there's no helping it. $Education's taking all your time. We'll have to figure something out." "Figure something out?" "Well, we'll have to talk with them, and come to some agreement. Maybe we'll have you be educated at home by private tutors instead, or some compromise. They have a swimming pool, so perhaps you can be allowed to follow some classes, swim at $education, and catch back up at home through private educators they provide." She nods understandingly, but I continue, "Of course, I don't know if they'll agree to that. Worst case scenario, you'll have to drop out, and we'll just home-school you instead." I look at her and see that she's a little anxious about it. "I understand, you'll miss your friends"—I wrap my arm around her shoulders and pull her tight—"don't worry, I'll work something out." She rests her head on my shoulder, and we sit there for a while. Remembering, I tell her, "Right, a new swim instructor will be helping you during your practice tomorrow. Mike referred him, so I'm sure he'll be good." "Okay, that's fine. What's his name?" "It's Paul. From what I heard, he's pretty young. He said he just came back to the States. I don't know where from, though. "I also scheduled an appointment with a nutritionist for you, because I need some help with your diet." She nods, and lies down, yawning. I set an alarm on my phone to help me wake up on time. We watch TV a little longer, she's lying on her side, her head on my breast. I have my arm wrapped around her, just holding her. I look at her; her eyes are closed. //Is she asleep?// "$girlNick, you sleeping?" No response. //What now? Do I wake her up, or?// My heart starts beating rapidly, and I turn off the television. //We haven't brushed our teeth, I should wake her up.// I look at her again, how she's sleeping with her head on my chest. I stroke her cheek gently. //She's so cute. I really don't want this to end.// Conflicted, I put my hand under her neck and raise it. I lie down on my side, facing her. I put her head down softly on the pillow, and caress her cheek again. //I really should wake her up... But I don't want to.// I turn off the lamp standing on my bed's headboard and lie down, pulling the blanket over us. She moves in her sleep, inching closer toward me. My heart is pounding in my chest. //I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm going to sleep with my $girlRel.//

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Beep. Beep. Beep—I feel something move in my arms. My left arm is wrapped around my $girlRel's stomach; we are spooning. She's leaning over towards the nightstand and turns off the alarm on my phone. I feel the morning wood pressing into my pajamas, and turn to my back, separating myself from her. I raise my knee and lift the blanket, hiding the tent from my $girlRel. //We slept together. And I spooned her in my sleep...// She crawls back under the blanket and snuggles up to me. My heart is beating rapidly, and I look at her and say, "Seems we fell asleep..." She scowls at me and says, "Sleep? Who could sleep with you farting and snoring all night?" "Re-really? I did that?" She looks at my shocked expression and laughs. "I'm joking"—she rolls onto her side and hugs me, putting her arm on my chest—"I slept amazing. I felt safe, and warm... Like I was a kid again, coming to your bed after having a nightmare." She just lies there, and I ruffle her hair. //It really was incredible. So amazing. I was so scared yesterday that I'd ruined our relationship, but now I'm just so glad, so grateful.// "I really liked it too, it's been so long since we slept together. It felt kind of nostalgic," I pause, sigh, and tell her, "but, we're too old for this now, really. It wasn't right for me to let you sleep here." "Maybe, but it was nice. You're my $boyRel, it's fine."

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I smile at her, then say, "Well, it's time to get up. I'll go and make breakfast, you go freshen up." "Right, today will be a busy day." "I'll send the schedule I showed you to your phone. As well as the training schedule Mike made for you." She nods, lets go of me, and rolls off the bed. She stretches, raising her arms in the air, and tilts her head backward. She smiles at me, then heads into the bathroom. I get up from the bed as well and pick up my phone. I see that I've got a message from Paul; he'll be at our home a bit after six and has time in the afternoon as well. //Good.// I message my $girlRel today's schedule, then walk out of the room and go downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge and start preparing breakfast. I make oatmeal with fruit for us and grab a banana for my $girlRel. I begin setting the kitchen table, and hear my $girlRel coming down the stairs. As I finish setting the table, she walks into the room—already wearing her swimsuit. We sit down next to each other and eat breakfast together. I tell her, "Paul, the new instructor, will be here just after six." "Okay"—she nods—"let's see what he's got." "I'll stay and watch you practice for a while." The conversation falls silent again, and we finish eating our breakfast. We get up from the table and go our separate ways; she goes into the backyard, towards the pool, and I stay behind, putting the dirty dishes away.

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I walk up the stairs and go into my room, then into the bathroom. I wash my face and armpits, brush my hair, and put on deodorant. I go back into my room and get dressed in my clothing for $education. I look at the clock; it's nearly ten-past six. //Paul will be here soon. Let's go and meet him.// I walk downstairs and go to the front gate of the estate. I wait there until I see Paul's car pull up—a 2006 Mustang S281. I wave to him and press the button to open the gate, letting him inside. He parks the car on the driveway and gets out of it—he's a tall man in his thirties with an athletic build—and walks towards me, raising his hand, bringing it toward me in an arch; we shake hands, and he greets me, "$boyName, right? I'm Paul." He looks around and whistles, "Nice place you got here." "It's our $manwomanToboygirlRel's, not mine." I sigh and say, "Thanks, never mind. Let's go to the pool." I lead him past the house into the backyard, and we walk to the pool. My $girlRel is in it, doing her laps. I wave to her, and she swims to our side. Paul knees down at the pool's side and shakes her hand. "I'm Paul. Nice to meet ya." "Hey. I'm $girlName. It's nice to meet you, too." "For now, I just want to see you swim a little. Just ignore me and do your thing." She nods, puts her goggles on, and continues doing her laps. We stand on the poolside together, watching her. "She has good form." "This is the schedule Mike made for her." I hand him my phone and say, "I need to work something out with our $education; it's taking up too much time." "Yeah, this is intense. I can work it with her." "Good." I pause and look at him and ask, "You said you just came back to the States?" "That's right. I've been traveling. Swimming and meeting people all over the world—$girlName keep your head straight! It's too low in the water!" He shouts at my $girlRel and moves towards her. I follow after him, and as we stand next to each other, he continues, "Anyway, I talked to coaches all over the place and learned a lot from 'em." I nod along with his story, then say, "You look like you swam yourself." He smiles, "That's right. Got two gold medals in the twenty-fourteen Nationals." I nod and tell him, "Impressive. I'll be looking forward to seeing my $girlRel improve, then." "Of course." We stand there for a while, watching my $girlRel practice. Paul corrects her every now and then, shouting to her what she's doing wrong. He moves along the poolside, keeping up with her, watching her closely. //Seems like he's got this.//

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I leave the instructor and my $girlRel alone and go into the house and up the stairs, then into my $manShortRel's office. I sit down behind his desk and turn on the computer. //First, the nutritionist.// I e-mail her the training schedule Mike made for $girlName, as well as the daily planning I made for her. //Next, the $education.// I go to our $education's website and start looking through their information on guiding athletes, and the resources they provide. //Let's send an e-mail to the director of physical education and athletics.// I write her an e-mail, asking for us to meet when she has time, to discuss my $girlRel's situation. //An agent... Discussing things with the $education myself should be fine, but maybe it would be good to have an agent.// I browse the internet for a while, looking for one. //They all claim to be amazing, but it's hard to know. Let's just ask Mike.// I shut the computer down and get up from the desk. I look at the clock; it's nearly seven. //Let's take a swim too.//

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I go into my room and get out of my clothes, putting on my swimming briefs. I grab a towel and head downstairs into the backyard and to the pool. I see Paul standing on the poolside, talking to my $girlRel. I walk up to them, as my $girlRel sees me, she waves. Paul turns his head to me and waves as well. "Don't let me disturb you. I'll do my own thing." They nod, and he tells her to do ten laps of butterfly stroke. I get into the lane next to hers and start swimming my laps, starting with breaststroke. We both swim our laps; every so often, I hear Paul correct my $girlRel. We don't pay much attention to each other, both focusing on our training. After some time, I rest for a while. My $girlRel comes over to the rope, drinking from her bottle and panting hard. I swim to the rope and hang onto it, and say, "Working hard, I see. Liking Paul?" "He's good. He keeps correcting me, things I didn't even know I was doing wrong." We hang onto the rope for a while. She then asks, "He told me to swim as I want for a while. Wanna race?" "Sounds fun." I wave to Paul, and he walks over. I ask him, "Could you count us down?" He smiles, and starts, "Three... Two... One...GO!" We push off from the edge and start crawling. I'm not wearing goggles, but keep my eyes open anyway. I swim as fast as I can, kicking powerfully and taking breathes every six strokes. I look to the side, to see where my $girlRel is; she's already way ahead of me, and I'm going all out. She turns onto her back and starts doing backstrokes. She sees me looking and waves at me. //Damnit, she's too fast.// I start gaining ground on her. When I near her, she turns. She starts trying again and quickly gets away from me, putting more distance between us with every stroke. I reach the end of the pool and make a flip turn; I push off from the pool's side and wave my feet underwater, traversing as much distance as possible. I break the water's surface and look around. She's halfway through the pool already. I keep going as fast as I can and reach the other side as well. She's there, waiting for me. "I don't stand a chance." She smiles and says, "That's right. You'll never beat me. Wanna go again?" "Sure, let's go." I push off from the wall immediately, taking full advantage of my head-start, trying to put as much distance between us as I can. I'm three-quarters of the way through the pool when she passes me. I keep pushing harder, flip and turn and chase after her; she's already several feet ahead of me. //Even after all those laps and sprints, she's still way too fast.// I reach the end of the pool and hang on the rope, and look at her. She looks at me, panting herself, then asks, "Again?" I splutter, "I can't. Need to breathe." She smiles, then sticks out her tongue and pushes off from the wall. I watch her sprint for a while, enjoying the sight of her smooth movements. //I can't believe we actually slept together. It's crazy. She says it reminded her of when she was a child, but that's not the case for me. I saw her as a woman and sleeping with her... I should never have let it happen. I need to set limits. To protect her.// I keep watching her, my gaze focusing on her ass. I look away, feeling self-conscious. //I suppose I have to accept it. I have romantic, no, sexual feelings for her. When I see her, I want to touch her. I want to hug her. Kiss her. But I can't, there's no way. There's no way for that to happen. I need to get over her and stop thinking about her in this way.//

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I climb out of the pool and head towards the house. I wave to my $girlRel and the instructor when they see me leave, and head inside. I walk up the stairs and go into my room, then into the bathroom. I get out of my swimming briefs, wash them in the sink, then wring them out. I quickly take a shower, getting the chlorine off me. I go back into my room and get dressed for $education. I go downstairs, into the kitchen. Just as I walk in, my $girlRel comes into the room. I tell her, "You go and get changed, I'll make you something to eat." "Thanks, I'll be right down." She walks up the stairs, and I open the fridge. I take out eggs, mushrooms, and bell peppers and turn them into an omelet. I take the left-over spinach and cook that, seasoning it with some lemon juice. I hear my $girlRel coming down the stairs, and put it on a plate for her. I walk to the stairs, meeting her; she's now wearing her $education outfit. I tell her, "Your food's on the counter. I'll go get our bags." I walk upstairs, past her, and go into my room. I grab my backpack and put my books in it, then go into my $girlRel's room and prepare her bag as well. I carry both bags down the stairs and go into the kitchen. $girlName is standing at the counter, eating the last of her meal. I walk up beside her and put the bags on the floor. I make her a protein shake for in the car and wait for her to finish eating.

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I hand her bag and the protein shake to her, then tell her, "Come, let's go." She follows me into the garage, and we get into the car; I start it and drive out of the garage, following the driveway out of the gate onto the street. I chat with my $girlRel while driving and ask her, "Want to eat lunch together?" "Sure, that'd be nice." I continue driving towards the $education, the conversation now falling quiet. I look at my $girlRel and say, "$girlNick, I've been thinking. I do want to ask Sarah out"—she's looking at me now—"but, with all her friends around, it's a little embarrassing. Could you maybe ask her, if she wants to eat lunch with you?" "You're really asking her out? Today?" She smiles, "Of course I'll help. This is so exciting!" "Don't tell her, though." "Sure, sure. I won't tell her." She continues asking me questions; where I'm taking her, if I'm nervous, what I'm going to wear. We chat energetically, and I soon pull into the $education's parking lot. We get out of the car and split up, going our separate ways. I go into the building, to the second floor, and into the classroom. I shake the teacher's hand and sit down in my arranged seat, waiting for class to start. First is a period of mathematics, then English. I try to pay attention to the teacher, but struggle, as I keep thinking about confessing my feelings to Sarah and asking her out.

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Class ends, and I get up from my desk. "$boyName, you going to the canteen?" "Yeah, but I'm eating lunch with $girlName today." I walk to the canteen with my friends, they sit down at a table, telling me, "See ya next period." I look around, looking for my $girlRel and Sarah; I don't see them anywhere. I walk to an empty table and sit down, fidgeting with my hands under the table. I sit there for a while, looking around the room—I see them and wave to them. They wave back and walk over. My $girlRel taps Sarah on her shoulder, says something to her, and they split up; Sarah keeps moving toward me while my $girlRel stays behind. //Now or never, I guess.// I get up from my chair and move toward her. She smiles as she sees me, and I go in for a hug. We hug for a few seconds, and I let go of her. I look at her and smile. I hold her hand and look into her eyes, then say, "Sarah, I really like you." I look down and pause for a second, then ask, "Can I take you out for dinner Wednesday?" She smiles even brighter, and says, "I've been waiting for you to ask. I'd love it. Where are you taking me?" "It's a surprise. I'll pick you up at five, okay?" "Sure, I'll be ready, and waiting." She hugs me again, excited. We let go, and I see my $girlRel walking over. I look at her and wink. She smiles and joins us, saying, "Let's go get our lunch." We walk along the buffet counter, piling food on our plates. Sarah and I talk while $girlName watches us, keeping her distance. We sit down, Sarah and my $girlRel across from me, and eat our lunch together. Every so often, my eyes meet Sarah's, and our gazes lock, and we stare at each other—I look away quickly and see my $girlRel watching. She just sits there smiling, watching us. We finish eating lunch and get up from the table. Sarah waves me goodbye, as does my $girlRel, and we go our separate ways.

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//That went well.// I walk back up the stairs and go into class. I sit down in my seat, and my friend sitting next to me says, "You look happy." "I am. I asked Sarah out, and she said yes." "Really? Isn't she your $girlRel's best friend?" "She is, but $girlName is okay with it. Encouraged it even." "Hmm, really? So you asked her out, where are you taking her?" "Yeah, this Wednesday I'm taking her out to eat." He clucks his tongue, "Expensive taste as always." "Well, I really like her." The teacher stands at the front of the class, and my friend puts his hand around my shoulder and whispers, "Have fun." We quiet down and wait for the teacher to start the Latin lesson. After, in the fourth period, we are taught Biology.

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The class's over. The teacher stands at the door, and we all shake his hand, wishing him a good night. I walk out of the door and say goodbye to my friends. I go down the stairs and look for my $girlRel. She's at the entrance, waiting for me. She waves as she sees me, and I walk to her. We walk toward the parking lot together and get in the car. I drive out of the parking lot, and we sit next to each other, going home. After a while, she asks, "So, where are you taking her?" "I'm taking her out to eat, I didn't know what else to do." "She'd like that I think. So, nervous?" "Yeah, I am nervous. I don't have much experience with this stuff, I don't want to look like an idiot." She looks down and says, "It'll be fine, trust me. You're a great guy, she knows that." We sit in silence for a while, our eyes on the road. We enter the suburb we live in, and my $girlRel says, "Our $manwomanToboygirlRel are coming home today." "Yeah, they are." I look at my $girlRel and see her looking down, anxious. "It'll be fine. You're feeling more relaxed after a weekend off from them, too, right? It will be the same for them. They'll have made up, and things will go back to normal." She looks at me, showing a small smile. "You're probably right." The conversation falls quiet again, and soon our house comes into view. She presses the button on the remote, and we drive through the gates. I follow the road and park in the garage. We get out of the car, grab our bags, and close its doors.

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I open the garage door, and we walk through it, into the house. We go up the stairs and split up, going into our rooms. I put my bag down next to the door, get out of my clothes, and put my exercise clothing on instead. I take two towels, go into the hallway, and wait in front of my $girlRel's door, waiting for her to come out of her room. After a few minutes, the door opens, and she comes through it; she's wearing a short gray tee and gray boyshorts—I gulp and look at her body. //Such legs.// I look at the fabric of her top, <<if $girlBreasts === "flat">>clinging tightly to her chest<<else>>and the two small bumps lying under it<</if>> and feel myself get aroused. I look away quickly and hand her towel to her. I lead the way down the stairs, into the basement, to the home gym. I get onto one of the treadmills, my $girlRel gets onto the one next to it, and we start running. I look over at my $girlRel; I see beads of sweat roll down her face, neck, and chest, and my gaze settles on <<if $girlBreasts === "flat">>the tiny mounds under her top.<<else>>her modest breasts, bouncing up and down as she runs.<</if>> Ignoring the voice of reason in the back of my head, I keep staring and look down at her small and taut ass. Its shape is accentuated by the boyshorts she's wearing. //She's so hot.// My heart begins to beat faster, and I feel my penis harden. I look away from her, forward, and focus on running. We chat every so often while running for about fifteen minutes, and then get off the treadmills and stand there, panting. Warmed up, we move on to strength training. We move to the weight racks and start doing bicep curls. We stand next to each other, facing a mirror on the wall. I see her look at me in the mirror, and she asks, "When will they be home?" "I think they'll be here soon. An hour, maybe." Seeing the worry on her face, I smile and tell her, "It's going to be fine, really." //Their fighting really is taking a toll on her.// "They were in the Bahamas, enjoying the sun, walking hand in hand along its beaches. Then at night, candle-lit dinners and wine, and in their suite, sweet, sweet lovemaking—"" "Ew, $boyNick, that's disgusting!" She laughs as she shouts it, and I see her relax, and we continue our exercise regime. Having finished with them, we put down the weights and move on to the leg press machine. We take turns doing our sets, then go to the next machine. We alternate between reps, watching the other do their exercises. I'm starting to sweat and see that my $girlRel is as well. We're both out of breath as we move on to the leg abduction machine. She sits down on it, leaning her back against the seat and gets into position, and adds more weights to it. She spreads her legs, pushing the cushions to the side. I stand in front of her, leaning on the machine. She closes her legs, takes a deep breath, then spreads them again while breathing out. She closes her eyes, and her legs again. She's drenched in sweat; I look at the beads of it rolling down her neck, to her chest. Her thin tee is becoming translucent in places, and I see her skin under it. I gulp, and stand there staring at her. I lick my lips and look down at her crotch. Each time she opens and closes her legs, a camel-toe forms in her boyshorts, showing me the outline of her pretty pussylips. I stare at it, hypnotized, forgetting my surroundings. //Fuck, what am I doing.// I look up at her eyes—they're still closed. I shake my head and step away. I'm fully erect now, and it's clearly visible. I step back and say, "I'll go and make you something to eat."

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I move away from her, not waiting for a response, and go up the stairs and into the kitchen. My heart is pounding in my chest as I make a smoothie for her. //I'm so horny. This is crazy.// I rub my shaft through my shorts and shudder. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. //Calm down.// I put the smoothie down on the kitchen counter and walk up the stairs, then go into my $girlRel's room. I walk to her dresser and open it. I take out her training suit, and a towel, then go out of her room and down the stairs, into the kitchen. I grab the smoothie and take it downstairs into the gym in the basement. As I enter it, I lift my briefs and push my half-erect penis down, hiding it from view. My $girlRel is sitting on the lat pulldown machine with her back to me. I walk up to her and tap on her shoulder and tell her, "I got you a smoothie." She looks over her shoulder and stands up. "Thanks." We move to the lounge chairs in the corner of the room and sit down next to each other. She sips the smoothie, and we just sit there in silence, enjoying the little break. She finishes the smoothie, and I hand the swimsuit to her. "Paul'll be here soon." She sighs and says, "I'll go get changed." She gets up from the chair and goes into the bathroom behind me. A few minutes later, she comes out of it again. I look at the clock on the wall; it's nearly six. I get up from my chair and tell her, "I'll put your clothes in the washer. It's nearly six." She hands her dirty clothes to me and asks, "Will you come swim too?" "I have to do my homework. I'll come say hi to Paul, but that's it." We walk up the stairs and split up; she heads towards the pool in the backyard, and I walk through the house. In my hands are her clothes; her tee, shorts, and panties, damp with sweat. //She has been wearing these panties all day.// I run my finger over her them, enjoying the sensation. I begin to walk up the stairs to the second floor, and with every step, the desire grows. The desire to sniff them, to discover what she smells like. To press them into my face, to enjoy the scent of her sex and sweat. My breathing is labored, and my heart is pounding in my chest. //I shouldn't.//

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I keep moving up the stairs. I go into my $girlRel's room and throw the clothes in the laundry basket. I rub along the outline of my shaft in my exercise briefs and shiver. //Fuck, I want to jerk-off.// The intercom buzzes. //But I don't have time.// I move into the hallway and answer the intercom—it's Paul. I greet him and open the gate. I go back into my room and get out of my clothes. I throw my dirty exercise clothing into the laundry basket, then get dressed.

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I run my fingers over the damp panties, and take it into my hand. Shakingly, I bring it to my face and sniff it. //Sweat...// I sniff again, deeper, enjoying its musky scent. I stand there, frozen, letting the sensations crash into me. I rub myself through my shorts. //I want to jerk-off so bad. But I don't have time.// I open my eyes and start going up the stairs, going into my $girlRel's room. I drop her dirty clothes in her laundry basket—the intercom buzzes. //That must be Paul.// I go into the hallway, answer it and open the gate for him. I go back into my room and get out of my clothes. I throw my dirty exercise clothing into the laundry basket, then get dressed.

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I walk out of my room and go down the stairs, into the kitchen, then into the backyard. I follow the path to the pool and see Paul there. I walk up to him—I hear a car's wheels drive over the pavement. //It's $womanShortRel and $manShortRel.// I turn around and walk past the house, toward the front door. I see the car parked on the driveway, and my $manShortRel getting out of the back of it. I walk up to him, and we look at each other for a second. He says, "$BoyToManWomanRel, go help your $womanRel with her bags." //I missed you too.// I move around to the other side of the car, and open the door, saying, "Hello $womanRel, let me give you a hand." I grab the hand she's holding out, and help her out of the car and ask, "Did you have a nice weekend?" "The weather was nice." She looks at me for a few seconds, with a weird look on her face. She then sighs and says, "It was fine." The chauffeur has gotten out of the driver's seat, and is standing at the trunk. We open it and take out the suitcases. They have only two suitcases, they didn't take a lot of luggage. I take the suitcases and we walk towards the house. As we enter it, I tell them, "$girlName is in the pool." My $manShortRel says, "That's good." He continues walking towards the stairs going up to the second floor, and we follow him. //Don't want to say hello to her? Of course not.// I pull on the suitcases, and we move up to the second floor. I see my $womanShortRel look at me—our eyes meet, and seeing the expression on my face, she looks down at the ground. "$boyName, do you have"—she shakes her head—"can we talk tonight?" "Of course, is something wrong, $womanRel?" //She's acting a little strange.// "No, everything is fine. Can you come to the sunroom at ten?" "Sure. I'll be there." //Well, I needed to talk to them anyway.//

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My $manShortRel opens the door to their room, and we go into it. I put their suitcases in the corner of the room. My $manShortRel walks out of the room, saying, "I need to go answer some e-mails." My $womanShortRel walks after him and says, "So do I, I told you that in the car." I sigh as I watch them bicker. "Your e-mails are more important? You're making me unpack your clothes?" //Are they really fighting over who gets to use the office PC first? They both have iPads, laptops, phones...// I hear the door to the home office close. My $womanShortRel comes back into their bedroom and sits on the bed. //I guess they haven't made up yet. But this is bad...// "Want some help unpacking?" She lies down on the bed and says, "Yes, thanks." //Damnit, I hoped that they'd made up this weekend. But they're still fighting, it's going to distract $girlName.// I sigh and take one of the suitcases. I open it and start taking out their laundry, putting the clothing that needs to go to the drycleaners on one pile, the white clothing in one laundry basket, and the rest of the clothing in the other. I work through the second suitcase, then look over my shoulder at my $womanRel; she's lying on her back and hasn't moved. //Is she okay?// I scratch at my arms, uneasy, unsure how to help, and keep working on sorting out the clothing. I finish emptying their suitcases and look at the pile of chargers, their laptops, toiletries, and accessories. I put them where they belong, then take a laundry basket, and move to leave the room. I take one last look at my $womanRel; she's still lying on the bed, motionless. I go into my own room, and put the clothing from my laundry basket in the basket I'm carrying. I then go into my $girlRel's room and empty her basket too. I put it down at the top of the staircase, then go back into the master bedroom. My $womanRel is now sitting on it, with her laptop on her lap. She doesn't seem to notice me entering, so I just take the laundry basket with the white clothing, then go around collecting all the white laundry from my $girlRel's and my room. I walk down the stairs, and go into the basement. I enter the laundry room, load the first washing machine, and then go back upstairs to get the second basket. I take it to the laundry room and fill the second washer, and turn on the machines after putting in the detergent and fabric softener.

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I leave the basement and go up the stairs, into my own room. I sit down behind the writing desk. I stretch and yawn, feeling tense. I look at the clock; it's nearly seven. //There's not enough time to finish it all.// I start working on the math exercises assigned to me and work through them. //I probably should have told $girlName that they came home.// I keep working on the problems, trying to stay focused. //They could have at least gone to greet her, to tell her they missed her.// I clench my pen and shake my head. //They just piss me off.// I finish the equations and put away my work. I then take out the English textbook and read through the chapter assigned to me, making notes along the way, and I think about how my $womanShortRel was acting. //It was a little strange. I wonder what she wants to talk about.// I sigh and look at the clock. //I need to start cooking soon.// I read through the rest of the chapter and finish writing my notes. //I'm going to have to convince her, and $manShortRel, to give us more money.// I get up from the desk and stretch once more.

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//Shit, it's late already.// I walk out of my room, go down the hallway and knock on the master bedroom's door, and ask, "Do you want me to cook for you as well?" My $womanShortRel answers me, "No, I'm not hungry." //Did they eat already?// I walk down the stairs and go into the kitchen. I get an onion, garlic, herbs, green beans, and a can of peeled tomatoes, then put a skillet on the stove. I turn the stove on, and dice the onion while waiting for the pan to heat up, then add some olive oil to the pan. //Is everything really okay? She's acting strangely, almost depressed.// I try not to worry about it too much, and continue cooking, trying to get my mind off of it. When the oil is heated up, I add the diced onion to the skillet. I grab a pot, fill it with water, salt it, and then add the spaghetti. I put the pan on the stove and turn it on, waiting for the steam to soften the spaghetti so that it will fit in the pot. I stir the onion, then peel and dice the garlic, and add it to the skillet. I grab another pot, fill it with water, salt it, and then add the green beans to it. I put it on the stove and turn on the heat. I put the lid on the pot with spaghetti and set a ten-minute timer. I add the can of tomato to the skillet with onion and garlic, stir then add the various herbs. I leave the sauce to simmer, then go to the fridge, open it and take out the Parmesan cheese. I grate some of it, then get back to the stove to stir the sauce. //They're still fighting. Taking the weekend off didn't work. But what now? Will they get divorced?// I keep stirring the sauce, and after about six minutes of the pasta cooking, I add some of the cooking liquid to the sauce. I stir it well, then wait for the spaghetti and green beans to be done. //I'll have to ask her tonight. So I know what to tell $girlName.// I drain the spaghetti, then add it to the skillet with the sauce. I stir it, then drain the green beans. The door to the backyard opens—I turn around and look at my $girlRel; she's wearing her swimsuit and carrying a towel. She sniffs the air and says, "Smells good. I'm so hungry." "Good thing it's nearly done then." I grab two plates from the cabinet and serve the pasta. I sprinkle the grated cheese on top, then add the green beans to the plate. My $girlRel is standing next to me and grabs two forks from the drawer. We carry the plates and utensils to the kitchen dining table.

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We sit down next to each other and attack the plate. I look at her, and tell her, "$WomanShortRel and $manShortRel came home when you were swimming." She looks at me, then looks down, looking kind of glum. I tell her, "They were tired, they went straight to their room." I sigh, put my fork down, and squeeze her shoulder. "I'm sure they missed you too, but you know how they are." "Sure, of course." I look at her, and see her listlessly poking her food. She sighs, and continues eating, but her enthusiasm is gone. We continue eating in silence for a while. I break it after some time, asking her how the swimming went. We chat a little, and finish dinner. I take the plates to the sink and rinse them off. My $girlRel is standing next to me, I hand her the dishes, and she puts them in the dishwasher. Next, I rinse off the utensils, and then the pots and skillet, as well as the cutting board. When the dishwasher is loaded, I tell her, "Time for your homework." As we go up the stairs together, I tell her, "I still need to do some myself, but if you need help with anything, just ask." She nods, and we split up, going into our rooms. I sit down behind my computer and work on my English assignment. After half an hour, I hear a knock on my door. I get up from the desk and open it; my $girlRel is standing outside my room, and says, "Can you help me with my math homework?" I smile and nod and follow her into her room. I sit down behind her desk. She moves in to sit on my lap—then pauses and says, "Shit, my swimsuit is still wet." "Right, I'll go wait outside—" "No, it's fine. Just, don't look." She moves away from me, behind my back, and I hear her open a drawer. I wait for her to get changed, looking forward. I listen to her footsteps; as they come toward me, I look over my shoulder. She's now wearing a white tee and exercise boyshorts.

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I sit up straight and make room for her to sit down. She sits down on my lap, and I put my hand around her waist. The short tee she's wearing leaves her belly bare, and I enjoy the feeling of her warmth and smooth skin. With every breath she takes, I feel my arm press into her skin. I move the chair closer to the desk, and she leans forward, showing me the exercise she's having trouble with. @@#math; x^^3^^ + 2x^^2^^ - 5x - 6 @@ //She needs to find its roots.// "You know this, just think. What's a root?" She thinks for a second, then says, "Where the line is zero?" "Right, the roots of a function are the x-values where it equals zero. Now, this is a polynomial. How do we find them?" "Well, normally, I would draw a graph, but it's not allowed here. And I can't use the quadratic function either." I nod, pull her tighter, and lean forward, picking up the pen. "We could use the rational root theorem, but we don't need that, it's above the level required of you. Let's take a good look at this function." I point at the first term and tell her, "The biggest x is cubed, so there are three terms." @@#math; (x )(x )(x ) @@ I finish writing down the terms and then tell her, "We know that by multiplying the numbers, we need to get minus six." @@#math; -6 = 1 * 2 * -3, 1 * -2 * 3, -1 * 2 * 3, -1 * -2 * -3 @@ "These are all the ways to get to minus six, so we know that one of these combinations is the right one. Now let's just enter them, and see what sticks." @@#math; # (x + 1)(x + 2)(x - 3) = ... # (x + 1)(x - 2)(x + 3) = ... # ... @@ I hand her the pen and tell her, "Now try to solve it, I'll tell you when you do something wrong." I look over her shoulder as she solves the problem and see that she's doing it correctly. She finishes the first equation and crosses it out. //It should be the second one. Let's see if she gets it.// I sniff her hair; It smells like chlorine. She looks at me and asks, "Do I stink? I haven't showered all day." "It's fine, it's just the chlorine." She looks down and says, "Right, I always smell like it." I stroke her cheek and tell her, "It's not a bad smell. I kind of like it, it makes me think of you swimming." She smiles and continues writing. @@#math; # (x + 1)(x - 2)(x + 3) = (x^^2^^ - 2x + x - 2)(x + 3) = (x^^2^^ - x - 2)(x + 3) # = x^^3^^ + 3x^^2^^ - x^^2^^ - 3x - 2x - 6 # = x^^3^^ + 2x^^2^^ - 5x - 6 @@ "Yep, that's it. See, that wasn't so hard, right?" "You're right, that was pretty easy." She smiles as she says it and lays down the pen. "Was that the only exercise you were having trouble with?" "No, another similar one." She turns a page and shows it to me. "Try solving it yourself, you can do it." She leans forward and picks up the pen, and starts working on it. She follows the same steps I showed her, and I watch her quietly. I move my hand, and gently stroke her stomach, enjoying the sensation of her breathing in and out—I feel her tense up. //Shit, what am I doing.// I remove my hand from her belly and sit up straight. My heart is pounding, and I feel aroused. //Do I say something?// She doesn't say anything and just continues writing. Relieved, I breathe out and watch as she finishes the problem. She then stretches, pushing out her arms into the air. I wrap my left arm around her waist again and put my right hand on her knee, holding her tight so that she doesn't fall off. I feel her relax as she leans on my chest. She turns her head upwards, looking at me. I ask her, "Was that all?" "Yep, I'm done with my homework now." I look at the clock; we're ten minutes ahead of schedule. I let go of her, and she untangles herself from my embrace and gets up from the chair. I get up as well and tell her, "Time to go cycling then. It's too dark, though, so you'll have to cycle on the trainer in the gym."

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I walk out of her room, and my $girlRel follows me. I tell her, "I need to change, you go ahead." She nods, and we split up; she goes down the stairs, and I go into my own room. I take off my clothes, then get into exercise clothing. I sit down behind my computer and turn it on. I think about the conversation I need to have with my $womanRel and print out the budget I'd written up earlier. I turn the computer off and get up from the desk. I grab a towel, walk out of my room, and then go into the home office to take the sheet out of the printer. I go downstairs, then into the basement, joining my $girlRel in the gym. I sit down on the exercise bike next to hers and start cycling as well. I take out my phone and start one of my playlists using the media system's app. My $girlRel looks at me and says, "You and your classical music. What's this piece called?" "Mozart's Requiem. I like it when working out"—I pant—"it really gets the blood flowing." I look at her and ask, "You don't like it? Want to listen to something else?" "Nah, it's fine. I kind of like these epic orchestral pieces." I smile as she says it and continue cycling. The sound of us panting fills the room, and we work out in relative silence, only speaking occasionally. I glance at the clock; it's a quarter to ten. Feeling thirsty, I look at my $girlRel and ask, "Can I have a sip of your water?" "Sure, go ahead." I lean over to her bike and take the bidon out of its holder. I drink from it, greedily, then put it back in its place. I keep cycling for another five minutes, then tell her, "I need to go and speak to our $womanRel." She looks at me, and I say, "I need to convince her to give us more money to hire Paul and the others."

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I leave my $girlRel behind in the gym, take a towel, walk up the stairs and go into the sunroom overlooking the backyard. My $womanShortRel isn't here yet. I look around the room; it's free of dust despite not being used often. The cleaners clean here, too. //I can't even remember when I was last in it.// I walk around it, looking at the neglected furniture. //It's pretty big.// I wipe some of the sweat off using the towel, then sit down on one of the lounge chairs next to the table in the center of the room. //If we put an Endless Pool here, in the middle, with a mirror on the bottom and cameras all around, she could see her stoke in real-time. And Paul and Mike could correct her while showing her the problem on screen.// I shake my head. //Focus. I need to convince her first.// I hear footsteps approaching the sunroom, and get up from the chair. I'm still a little sweaty, but I move to greet my $womanRel. She enters the room; she's a petite woman with bags under her eyes. She has large blue eyes and golden hair in a sleek updo style. She looks at me as she comes into the room. I move toward her, and ask, "$WomanRel, how was your evening? Did you get some rest?" "I did. I feel a little better." She points at the lounge chairs and says, "Let's sit, and talk." I nod and sit down with her. We look at each other for a few seconds, not saying anything. She then asks, "How was your weekend?" "It went fine. There were no problems to speak of." She rubs her throat, and we sit there watching each other. "How was $girlName's swim practice?" Our eyes meet. She adjusts her blue nightgown, and I answer, "It went well. The coach praised her, she beat her personal record." She nods, "Good, that's good." The conversation falls quiet again, and I look around the room, avoiding eye contact. //Why do I find it so hard to talk to her?// I glance at her; she's looking around the room, and says, "It's been so long since I've been in here. I remember sitting at the window, $girlName in my arms, feeding her..." I feel my body tense up. //You remember that, huh? How nostalgic. But I remember—// Images pop into my head of me standing in the door to the study, watching my $girlRel excitedly run—a piece of paper in her hand and smiling brightly—towards our $womanShortRel sitting behind her computer. "$WomanShortRel! Look at this drawing me and $boyNick made!" She shouts, giddy, and puts the paper on the desk. "$girlName, I'm busy"—she keeps ticking away—"I'm working." She doesn't spare my $girlRel or the paper a glance. "Go and play in your room." //Do you remember that‽ Screw your nostalgia, it's pissing me off to see you happily reminiscence like that.// I take a deep breath and unclench my fist. I stay silent, and I feel my $womanRel's eyes on me. I force myself to calm down, and time passes in utter silence. She sighs, and she says, "This isn't working. I've had a lot of time to think this weekend." I look at her. "I feel like I have done you and your $girlRel a disservice. I spent too much time at work, and I neglected you. I regret that now and I want to become more involved..." //She wants to be involved? After all this time, she wants to just... swoop in, and fix things?// I feel my ears pound as my nostrils flare. //No way!// I try to control the pure unadulterated rage consuming me and not show it on my face. //No way in hell—// She flinches and looks down. //Damnit, didn't I come here to convince her to give us more money?// I clench my fist and force myself to attempt a smile; I feel my body tremble and tense all over. "You're angry. Do you and $girlName hate me?"

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//Calm down! Calm down.// I take a deep breath and tell her, "No, we don't hate you." //Think things through. If she's serious about turning over a new leaf, wouldn't that be great?// //Think of $girlNick. Wouldn't it be good for them to make up—// //No! How can we trust her? We can't! In the first place, why would she suddenly regret neglecting us? It doesn't make sense, she has never cared about us at all—// //But what if she's serious? Wouldn't it be good for $girlName to make up with her $womanRel and spend more time with her? Wouldn't it be better if $girlName weren't so anxious about swimming, maybe if she got some support—// //That's wrong too! If our $womanRel comes in now and suddenly starts... loving us, who's to tell how long it'll last? And what about her swimming, she might lose her most important motivation for competing, or she might get confused about these changes...// I see my $womanRel look down at her bracelet and fiddle with it. //She could be serious, but even so... I...// I frown, uncertain. //What to do? If she goes and tries to make up now, distracts her, and causes her to lose motivation, and then goes back to her old self, what then? Won't $girlName be even sadder then—// //But I need her support! We need her money. So how do I keep her happy, while keeping her away from $girlNick?// I frown and look at my $womanRel. I take a deep breath. "I do resent you for abandoning us, but... mainly, I missed you, and $girlName... she really missed you too." //Think! How to keep her away, but happy?// I feel a prickling sensation on my scalp as I frown. "Then... well, what do I do? Should I apologize to her—" //Is that even a question‽// I feel my blood start to boil again, but I restrain myself. //Is it really the right choice? Is this the best for $girlNick or... do I just not want her to come in, and take my place?//

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I pause and continue, "But, not right now. I would love to spend more time with you, to... make up, and to get along better, but right now..." I sigh and tell her, "She has always wished, more than //anything//, for you to care about her, and her swimming. For you to come to practice"—my lips quiver—"or meets. But you never did. The only time she was praised and felt loved was when she brought home a medal—" "Then—" "Wait, let me finish." She nods, and I continue, "So she aimed higher, and higher, and now, she's convinced, that to get you to truly love her—" "I do love her! I can show her that I care, that I love her, and support her—" "No! You'll just confuse her. It's her dream to swim in the Olympics! To show you, that you were //wrong//, wrong not to care about her. I find myself smiling. "She's decided to give it her all. She intends to swim in the Tokyo Olympics in just three years. To make it, she really needs to work very hard, and"—I meet her eyes—"you and her $manRel are her most powerful motivators! If you try to make up with her now, and she gets distracted or loses that motivation then—" I feel my palms on the table and myself leaning forward. I try to calm down, then plead, "Please, just... just don't get in her way. If you really care about her, you'll stay away." She sits there, frozen, her shoulders slumped. After a few seconds, she looks up at me; her shoulder shake, and she utters, "Then, there's really nothing I can do?" I feel pain in the back of my throat. //I'm sorry, $womanShortRel.// I try my best to ignore the guilt. //This is for her sake. I'm doing this for her.//

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I gulp and catch my breath, and tell her, "There's loads you can do!" I smile at her, reassuringly. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you, because I—no, //we//, we need your help." She looks up vacantly and asks, "I can help?" "Yes, there's so much that needs to be done. I need help, badly. Here at home, and at $education, and with her swimming..." "What can I do?" I can see the color returning to her face. //Good! Good, it really looks like she wants to help.// "First things first, I've hired another swimming instructor to oversee her practice here at home. After I told her coach she really wants to give it her all, he made a new training regime for her." I nod enthusiastically as I talk, "Since she's going to be in the pool for hours on end, it'll really help a lot to have someone here to make sure her technique is perfect, and to push her to try even harder. So I need you to okay the expenses for him, as well as for some other people." "Of course, whatever you need." "Here"—I hand her the budget sheet—"is a list of people I plan to employ to help out." I watch her read it; I see her nodding. "Right, we also need a good attorney to actually draw up the contracts, so I was wondering if you knew any." "I'll ask around, I'll find someone." She begins to smile; I widen my eyes. //She's... smiling?// "What else?" I stare at her, stunned. "Uh, right, I'm swamped for time, organizing this, the administration..." I smile at her, and say, "If you could help me out, that would be great, no, amazing." "Yes, of course," she nods; she seems excited about working together. //Did she really, change? But, why, it's so sudden? Just what... is going on.// "I'll find us an attorney, the others shouldn't be a problem either." "We're gonna have to convince my $manRel too. It's going to be expensive..." She shakes her head, somewhat sad, and says, "Don't worry about that. I'll convince him." "I'm counting on you, then, $womanShortRel." I smile at her, and relax on my chair. //Am I really doing the right thing? Can I be sure that it's really for my $girlRel's sake, and that I don't have some sort of, ulterior motives...// I feel my $womanRel's gaze on me; I look up and see her rubbing the back of her neck as if uncertain about something. She meets my eyes and leans forward, "But, is this enough? Isn't there anything else I can do?"

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I sit in silence for a while, in thought. //Can I really ask her to make up with our $manRel? It's obvious, something happened, but what?// She looks at me, but stays silent, and lets me think. I rub my wrist, then look up, and ask, "What happened? Why are you two fighting all the time?" She frowns. "Why?" I see sadness in her eyes, and she says, "It's really, nothing you should worry about. It's between him and me..." her voice trails off. Suddenly, I feel weak, and I rub my chest. //Am I feeling bad for her? Obviously, what happened, it was serious...// I smile at her and say, "You might be able to help me, but... I really can't ask you if I don't know what's happened, and why you're fighting." She frowns, uncertain. "C'mon, $womanShortRel, I'm old enough to know. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." "I... I don't know." She shakes her head. "No, I really shouldn't tell you about it." "Okay, I understand." I rub my temple. "But, this weekend, did you manage to, make up, or..." "We... talked, a lot, about our problems, and how to go on." She swallows, and continues, "I'll be spending less time at work, and more at home, with the two of you. I really want to get to know you both a little better." "That's great, so, you discussed with him, reconciled, and you're okay now?" She stays silent for a moment, then slightly shakes her head. "No, I'm not sure yet. I just—I need some more time, to think things through." //Holy shit. It really is serious.// I stare at her. //This is bad. Very bad. If they really get divorced, they'll drag $girlNick into things and distract her.// "What happened‽ What did he do?" I raise my voice and nearly shout at my mother; she flinches, and hesitates. "$WomanShortRel, I //need// to know what's going on. I need to be able to explain things to $girlName, she's very worried about you two. If you're going to get divorced—" "Divorced‽" she looks as if struck, then slumps into her chair. "Divorced..." //She's not denying it!// "Please, $womanShortRel, tell me what happened." She looks at me, and nods slightly. "Okay then, fine." She sits silent for a moment, in thought, and says, "I guess we grew apart a little. Both of us, busy with work, too tired to do much together. But... a marriage takes work, and when you neglect it, you run into trouble. "We stopped communicating, and little annoyances became big arguments. It came to a point where didn't //want// to spend time together, preferring to stay at work even longer, and see as little as possible of the other. And last week, I found out"—she swallows and grimaces—"that he had an affair, he cheated on me. I wasn't available to him—" "You're blaming yourself for him cheating on you‽" I clench my fist and shout at her. She looks down at the ground and says, "No, not really, of course. I shouldn't have told you about this..." her voice trails off. I get up from my chair and walk over to her. I crouch down next to her chair and hug her gently. //Her marriage is falling apart. Is she looking for reasons to not go through with getting a divorce?// "That bastard, I can't believe he cheated on you." She pulls me tight. "I-I didn't no-notice anything, I didn't suspect him at all"—she shudders—"but when I found out, I was shattered, I just can't understand how he could do this to me." I rub her back gently. //She's in a fragile state.// "I really shouldn't have told you this, he's your $manRel." "It's okay. I figured out that he's an ass long ago." She smiles a little at my joke, and I tell her, "Seriously though, thanks for telling me. I'll keep quiet, I promise." //If she hasn't decided to file for divorce yet, and she's looking for a reason to stay together, wouldn't it be okay to ask her to make up with him for $girlName's sake?//

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I find her looking at me. "I get it now. You two taking a weekend off to really talk things through makes sense. And obviously, you thinking about filing for divorce, that's only natural." "I don't want a divorce. I know that it's a sin, and that we vowed to stick together through thick and thin. But, every time I //look// at him, I just feel so, betrayed." I gently hug her and wait for her to continue. "Do I //really// want to spend the rest of my life together with him?" She shakes her head. "So, I don't know." I sit in silence for a while. I hesitate and take a deep breath. "$girlName is so worried about you two, about you breaking up and getting divorced. I've tried telling her that everything's going to be okay and that she doesn't need to worry, but it's no help." I look my $womanRel in the eyes. "I know it's cruel, but I still need to ask you, to please, make up with him and get along. At least for a few more years, have everything go back to normal and act like nothing's wrong—" I see the shocked expression on her face. //I'll need to convince her.// "She needs to focus on her training, and for that, she needs stability and normality here at home. She can't be walking around on eggshells, not wanting to cause arguments, worrying about you two splitting up. You said that you wanted to be a better $womanRel, and isn't sacrifice supposed to be part of $womanHood? Isn't doing everything you can—" "It's okay, $boyName. You've convinced me, I'll forgive him." She sighs. "It's what the Bible tells me to do as well. And... it's what I want, too." I sigh and relax as I feel the tension leave my body. //Good. They're staying together, she's keeping her distance, and she'll help me with the expenses and administration. Everything's going perfect—// Suddenly, I feel a shiver run through my body. //If she was just trying to make herself feel better, or get rid of her guilt, would she really be so willing to agree, and make up with him?// I let go of her, and look at her with a lump in my throat. //Am I really doing the right thing by keeping her away? If she's really changed... shouldn't I then be cheering her on, and help her make up with $girlName? It's not too late for them to—// //She'll lose her motivation for swimming! It'll only confuse her. Who knows if she's really changed anyway or how long—// //Is her swimming more important than her relationship with her $womanRel? And even if her change is due to her marriage falling apart, isn't this then the perfect chance to fix things between them?// I feel a headache coming. //She said that she'd give it her all, and that we'd do anything—// I shake my head, and resign myself. //It's too late now, anyway. I can just observe things for now, she's still young, if our $womanRel really changed, there'll be more than enough time to make up and fix things later.// I sigh again, and glance at my $womanShortRel; she's looking at me, and smiles when our eyes meet. "You've really grown up so much. You're such a great brother, I'm so proud of you." //Am I really?// I swallow and tell her, "Thanks, I try my best." I sit back down on my chair, and we look at each other silently. I glance at the grandfather clock; it's nearly time for my $girlRel to be done exercising. I look back at my $womanRel; as I am about to speak, she asks, "Can we talk like this every so often? I'd really like that." "Me too... I'm happy that tonight went so well, and that you trusted me with the truth. We'll be working together from now on, so let's do our best and help her make her dream come true." She nods, "Of course. I'll take care of all the things you asked me to, right away." "Good!" I nod, satisfied. "I've really gotta go check on $girlNick. It's about time for her to go to bed."

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I leave my $womanRel behind, walk out of the sunroom, go up the stairs, and knock on my $girlRel's door. There's no response. I knock again, then open the door. She's not in her room. I hear the sound of water hitting the ground coming from the bathroom. //She must be showering.// I walk up to the bathroom's door and raise my hand to knock—the sound of water splattering suddenly stops, and I hear a soft moan coming through the door. I freeze in my tracks, and listen intently. //Is she masturbating again?// I feel myself get aroused, and try to hear more. The sound of water hitting the floor continues, and I do not hear her moan again. I wait a couple of seconds, then knock on the door, and say, "$girlNick, I'm back—" I hear a small yelp, and then her answer, "I'm nearly done too, I'll come to your room after." "Okay, see you then." I walk away from the door, still aroused by the thought of catching her in the act again. I walk out of her room, go into my own, and get out of my exercise clothing. I stand naked in my room, and wrap my hand around my half-erect prick's shaft, and run my palm across it. I close my eyes and think about my $girlRel—I shake my head and sigh. //I don't have time.// I get into my pajamas and lie down on my bed. I take deep breaths and try to calm down, willing the tent in my bottoms to go down. A few minutes pass, and I hear a knock on my door, and then see it open. My $girlRel comes into the room—she's in her pajamas and has a towel wrapped around her head. I smile at her and sit up, making space for her to sit down next to me. She comes over and sits down next to me, and I ask her, "Nice shower?" "Yeah! I would have showered like four times today if I had time. I felt like a layer of sweat and chlorine came off, it was damn satisfying." "I bet. Tired?" She stretches and yawns, then says, "Really tired." As she says it, she rolls on her side, lying down behind me. She crawls higher up the bed, and rolls over on her back. I turn my body towards her and look at her. She then asks, "So... You talked to $womanShortRel?" "Yeah, I did." I smile and say, "She said okay to everything, so money's not an issue." "Really?" "Yep. She's even going to help me out with the administration." She smiles, but then bites her lip. I stroke her cheek gently and ask, "Still worried about $womanShortRel and $manShortRel?" She nods, so I tell her, "It's going to be fine, we talked about that too. They've patched things up, and everything will go back to normal." She expels the breath she was holding, and the tension leaves her body; she closes her eyes, breathing in deeply, then yawns and settles into my bed comfortably.

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I look at her lying on my bed, eyes closed, and at total ease. //I feel bad about asking her to make up with him, but it was worth it.// I stroke my $girlRel's cheek again, enjoying the sensation of her soft skin. She opens her eyes and looks at me, questioningly, "$boyNick?" I remove my hand and tell her, "I'm just happy you've relaxed a little." She smiles a little and takes hold of my hand. She then closes her eyes and just lies there, holding my hand tightly. We stay silent for a while, just enjoying each other's presence. I then ask her, "Wanna watch some television?" "It's kinda late..." "Yeah, no problem if you're too tired." "No, I meant that they'd notice if I'm not in my room, they'd catch us." I smile and say, "Don't worry about that, I have an idea. Let's go brush our teeth, and I'll show you." I get up from the bed and wait for my $girlRel to get up as well, and we walk into the bathroom. She takes the towel from her head and dries off her hair one final time before throwing the towel in the laundry basket. We stand before the mirror and brush our teeth. I then open the door to her room and motion with my head for her to follow. I walk to the door to the hallway, and turn the lock, and tell her, "Now, we'll just turn off the lights, and for all they know, you're fast asleep." "Right, our secret passage. I never thought of using it this way." "Yep. We just go to my room through the bathroom and leave your door locked shut. Easy, right?" "Yeah! Okay, can we watch Breaking Bad?" "Sure, one episode. Then it's time to sleep." She nods excitedly, and we walk into the bathroom adjoining our rooms.

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I walk into my room with my $girlRel in tow and sit down on my bed. I point at the door and tell her, "Can you lock it?" She nods and does so. I move over to the side of my bed, and grab the remote, and get the episode ready. I make a cushion of pillows against the wall, and wait for my $girlRel to join me. She climbs onto the bed and sits next to me, hip-to-hip, then gets the blanket and drapes it over us both. I start the episode, and we watch it quietly. About halfway through, I feel my $girlRel stir; she lies down on her side and cuddles up to me. I look at her and ask, "Want to just go to sleep?" She shakes her head, and we continue watching the episode. I wrap my arms around her back and pull her closer. A few minutes later, I feel her head rest on my chest, and I look at her; her eyes are closed, and she is breathing rhythmically. //I guess she was too tired after all.// I look at her as sleeping face and smile, and feel my heartbeat quicken. //Do I let her sleep here again?// I can hear my heart beating in my chest and begin to pant nervously. //I want to, but I can't. They're home now, they'd notice, I'd be in big trouble.// I shake my head and make up my mind. //No, I can't let her sleep here again.// I shake her gently and say, "$girlNick, wake up. Wake up." I put more force into it, and say again, "$girlName, wake up." Still no response. I smile and think to myself, //I'll just let her sleep.// I gently raise her head from my chest, then move my other hand under her armpit, lifting her body further off the mattress. I push my arm through and wrap it around her back and sit upright at the same time, pulling her close to my chest. I move closer to the edge of the bed, put my feet on the ground, hug her tight, and then stand up, moving my free arm to support her from below, around the bend in her knees, sweeping them to the side. I feel her stir; I loosen my grasp of her upper body and shift into a bridal carry. I start moving slowly, careful to not make too much sound or wake her, and move through the bathroom, and go into her room. I walk to her bed, pull the blanket aside, and gently put her down. I tenderly tuck her in and look at her sleeping face. I feel my mouth get dry and reach out to touch her—I pause and stop, my hand hovering in the air. I sigh, and let my hand fall down. //I don't want to wake her.// I climb onto her bed and lie down next to her. I look at her as she breathes in, and out, at the blanket rising and falling as she does so, and close my eyes. //$girlNick, I love you so much. Not just as a $boyRel, more than that. But that's my problem, not yours, I'll deal with it. I know I'll never hurt you.// I lie with her in her bed for a while, then get up and look down at her. //She's my $girlRel, but I just can't help it. She's so pretty, so kind, so sexy. It's no good. I can't let her know how I feel, or she'll hate me.// I bend down and press my lips to her forehead and whisper, "Good night." @@.centered; ''END OF PROLOGUE'' @@

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<section class="paper"> \ <article style="" class="paperheader"> \ Tuesday, May 02 \ <<back "⋘">> <<link "⋙" 'DAY06.SCENE01.PATH1'>><</link>> \ </article> \ <div class="papertext"> \ They're staying together! I'm so happy, $boyNick told me they made up this weekend and things will go back to normal again. I really thought they would divorce, but I guess he was right, and I shouldn't have worried so much about it. Still, he seemed relieved too, but mainly for me. Does he not care if they get divorced? Or is he just angry with them? Well, I understand that he would hate them. Because he has to take care of me. Maybe I should apologize again... But the last time I tried, he got angry, so I'm not sure what to do. He has been acting a little strange, is it because of Sarah? It's exciting that he asked her out, but does he really know what to do? It's his first time. I should help him... But I don't know anything about dating either, I always ask Sarah, but I can't ask her for help this time. It should be fine though, she really likes him. I've asked her what it feels like to be in love or have a crush on someone, she explained, but I just don't understand. She told me I should try to find a boy I like, but how, and when? I told her I don't have time, and it's true, but I'm also scared. She has it easy, she's tall and pretty and popular. But me? Who would like me? I'm not going to worry too much about it, for now, I'm just happy for them. I'll write more tonight. Mike will be here soon. Tired. So tired and sore. I trained with Mike in the morning and told him about not being able to follow his schedule. He said that it's not a problem, and that we're building towards swimming for three hours twice per day. So it should be easier to make fit. After that, I went to $education, things were like usual. Math went pretty well, and I understood most of it. Sarah was giddy and excited and kept asking me where my $boyRel was taking her. I kept silent and just teased her about not knowing, and she stopped asking after a while. I ate lunch with my $boyRel, this time just the two of us. Sarah ate lunch with friends from our class. And when I got home, more exercise. Fitness, then swimming and eating, and then eating dinner. This time, our $manwomanToboygirlRel joined us, so we ended up having food delivered. They asked me a few questions about my weekend but didn't seem too interested. They were happy I had done my homework, at least. So I guess things are back to normal... I don't really know what I expected, and they didn't tell me much about their weekend. After dinner, I did my homework and didn't need help with it. $boyName came to check on me and stayed around until it was time to exercise again. We went to the gym together and talked while cycling. Halfway through, my legs started to hurt so bad, but I kept pushing myself. When done, I went straight into the shower. And my entire body ached and hurt everywhere. But I have to keep pushing and work harder. After my shower, I locked my door, turned off the lights, and then joined my $boyRel in his room using our 'secret passage'. We watched television again, and this time I didn't fall asleep... This morning, I had kind of expected to wake up in his bed again. Maybe I wanted to, too. I wanted to ask him if I could sleep there again, but I didn't, he doesn't like it. He says I'm too old now. But why is that a problem? I don't get it. Still, I don't want to bother him, so I won't ask. I'm back in my room now, and writing this on my bed. I should probably go to sleep, but I'm just thinking about tomorrow. I'm a little scared, but excited too. </div>\ </section> \ @@#devnote; \ Click the "⋙" to continue to the next day's scene! Still thinking of a way to improve this. \ @@ \

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I get out of the car and wait for my $girlRel to get out as well. She gets out and looks at me, and says, "You forgot your flowers." She opens the backdoor and crawls onto the backseat, grabbing the bouquet. She gets out of the car, closes its door behind her, and then presses the flowers to her face, inhaling deeply. "They smell nice. She'll like them." "I hope so." I smile as I look at her and say, "You seem to like them yourself." She laughs and holds on to the flowers, smelling them again. I lock the car's doors then open the door into the house. She follows me inside. I put away the car's key fob, and we walk towards the stairs going up to our rooms. Once we reach the top, I stop and look at her and extend my hand, asking for the flowers. I tell her, "Go and do your homework. I need to get ready." She nods and hands the bouquet to me, and we separate, going into our rooms. I put my bag down in the corner of the room, then undress and grab a towel. I walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower. Feeling the pressure of time, I quickly lather up and rinse myself off. I wash my hair, then shampoo it, scrubbing the scalp of my head thoroughly. I wash out the shampoo, then get out of the shower, and dry off. I stand before the foggy mirror, aim the hairdryer at it, and prepare to shave. I grab my silvertip badger brush and prepare a lather, then apply it to my face. I take the shavette and carefully—making sure I do not nick myself—shave my stubble. First, with the grain, then after re-lathering, against it. I clean myself up and glide my hand across my cheek. Satisfied with its smoothness, I walk towards the door into my room. I pull one of the dresser's drawers out, take a fresh pair of underwear and socks, and put them on. I open my wardrobe and look through my collection of pants and sweaters. //What should I wear?// I select a beige chino, a white dress shirt, and a brown cardigan. I sit down on my bed and start putting on my trousers—I hear a knock on the door.

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I pull up my trousers and shout, "Come in!" My $girlRel opens the door and peeks her head inside. "Can I come in? "Sure, come in." She looks at my bare chest but doesn't say anything, and enters my room. I get up from my bed and pull the dress shirt over my head and the cardigan after. I look at $girlName, pose, and ask, "So?" She shakes her head and says, "Too dorky." She laughs and continues, "You look like a thirty-year-old accountant. And Sarah doesn't like brown." "Really?" I take off the cardigan and put it on my bed, and say, "Guess I truly have no fashion sense." She nods with a severe expression and walks to my wardrobe. I get up from the bed and stand next to her, letting her do her thing. I follow her eyes and see her look at my suit and ask, "Isn't that too formal?" "No, you're right. But you do look dashing in it." "Dashing? Who's the dork now." "Shut up and take this." She hands me a black chino and then grabs a turquoise V-neck sweater and a dark-grey tweed sport coat. She stands before me with the clothing in her hands and looks at me, hurrying me on. I push my thumbs into my pants at my side, preparing to take them off and look at my $girlRel, debating if I should tell her to turn around. She keeps looking, she doesn't seem to mind, so I take off the light trousers and replace them with the darker, black chinos. I look at my $girlRel, and she hands me the sweater. I put it on over the dress shirt. She looks me over then nods, seemingly satisfied. I pirouette, showing her my back, then look at her questioningly. She nods again and hands me the coat. I put it on and look at myself in the mirror. //I do look good. My socks are too light for the pants, though.// I walk to the dresser, pull the drawer to me, and take out a darker pair of socks. I then sit down on the bed, and my $girlRel sits down next to me. I feel her looking at me; I turn towards her and meet her eyes. She smiles and asks, "Nervous?" "Yeah, you can tell?" She hugs me, then says, "It's going to be fine, really. It's exciting, too, right?" "Yeah, of course, I'm excited." "That's right. You look great. There's nothing to worry about, just have fun." I nod and smile, "You're right. Thanks." I get up from the bed, grab a brown leather belt and thread it through the openings in my trousers. I look at my $girlRel and tell her, "Paul'll be here soon." She lingers for a second and says, "Right." It seems like she wants to say something else, but she just moves to the door and tells me, "Good luck." She leaves my room and closes the door behind her.

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I head into the bathroom and stand before the mirror. I take a comb and brush my hair. Taking some water, I wet my hair, then keep combing it as I blow on it with the hairdryer. Satisfied with its dryness and volume, I take the container with hair clay and scoop out a chunk of it. I rub my palms together, warming and softening the clay, then massage it into my hair, making sure to spread it evenly. I use my hands to style my hair, then grab the comb, and brush it until I'm satisfied with its looks. I wash my hands, walk out of the bathroom into my room, and then go to the dresser. On top of the dresser is my jewelry box; from it, I take a sleek golden framed watch with a brown leather strap, a family heirloom given to me when I entered high school. I put the watch on my wrist, grab a pair of brown leather shoes, put them on, and then walk out of my room and go down the stairs towards the garage; in the corridor leading up to it, I walk towards the cabinet with the key box sitting atop of it, and open it. I motion to grab the Tesla's key fob—I pause and look at the other keys lying beside it; my $womanRel's Range Rover, and my $manRel's Porsche. //Should I?// I hesitate and think things through. //It would be pretty cool... It's a rather long drive, and it would make it more fun.// I grab the Porsche's key fob but don't take it out yet. //He's not using it, he wouldn't mind, right?// I take the fob and close the box, having convinced myself. //I doubt he'd even notice it's gone.// I walk into the garage and open the silver-colored 911's doors. I get into it, insert the fob, and start the engine. I grin as I feel the motor start and shudder beneath me. The garage door opens before me, and I drive out, following the road to the outer gate. I move onto the street, heading for the suburb where Sarah lives. I look at the dashboard and start to speed a little. //I can't be late for our first date.// I soon enter the suburb she lives in, and I slow down as I near her house. I park the car next to the curb, get out of it, and look at my watch. //Five minutes early.// I straighten out my clothes, stretch and then walk up to the front door.

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I stand before the door, take a deep breath, collect my nerves, and then ring the bell. A couple of seconds later, the door is pulled open, and a plump woman in an oversized woolen sweater greets me, "$boyName, right?" I nod, and she smiles in response. She pulls the door open further and gets out of the way while motioning for me to come in, "Come, come in." I step forward—she grabs my hand and pulls me onward. I go along with her, overwhelmed, and we arrive in the living room. She releases my hand and looks at me, and then at the flowers. "Come, sit. They're beautiful. I'll grab a vase in a second." She pats the couch as if to tell me to sit down, so I do so. She sits down next to me and asks me genially, "How's your $girlRel?" "She's fine, busy as always, but she's doing well." "Good, good. Sarah'll be down any second, she's just getting herself ready. And how are you? Is school going well?" "Yeah, I'm managing. My grades aren't perfect, but more than passing." "Passing is enough, isn't it? I heard from Sarah how busy you are, don't try to do too much." "I'm not so sure my $manwomanToboygirlRel would agree with that, but I'll keep it in mind." She looks at me, then nods as if to indicate she understands, and puts her hand on my shoulder. "Even so, you can only try your best, and I'm sure they're proud of you." I nod and smile, and she removes her hand from my shoulder. We sit in silence for a few seconds. She then gets up from the couch and says, "I'll just get that vase ready." I look at her retreating back as she walks to the kitchen—I meet eyes with a man standing there. He's a spry man with piercing eyes. After a second, he looks away and leaves the room. //Her dad? He doesn't seem too happy. Well, I can understand. I hope I'm not causing her any trouble.// I sigh and get up from the couch, feeling anxious. I straighten out my clothes a final time and look at my flowers. //I hope she'll like them.// I inhale deeply, steeling my nerves, and listen intently to the footsteps coming down the stairs.

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Feeling a little awkward, I stand in the middle of the room, clasping the flowers. The sound of footsteps grows closer and closer until finally, she comes into the living room—she sees me standing there and smiles. I smile back, and we look at each other for a while; she's wearing a short dress that leaves her legs bare; its dark-blue color makes a great combination with her reddish hair. I let my gaze wander over her body and pause momentarily at the dress' lowish cut; it's not to the point of being revealing or immodest, but it hugs tightly to her body and hints at the curves of the budding breasts beneath it. I unfreeze, walk forward, extend my right arm, and wrap it around her, pulling her to my chest. She hugs me back, and I tell her, "You look amazing." I let go of her, and we stand toe-to-toe, and I see her smile and straighten up. "You like it?" "Yeah, of course. You look incredible." "Ah, you look great as well." We fall silent. //What to say?// I raise my left hand and present the bouquet to her, "I got these for you. I hope you'll like them." She takes them in both hands and sniffs them. "They're beautiful, thanks so much." She looks at them for a while, then says, "So, let's go?" Her mother comes out of the kitchen carrying a vase as she asks it. She walks up to us and takes the flowers from her daughter, then says, "Sweetie, you look so nice. My little princess has grown into an elegant lady." "Mom, stop, please." "Don't you agree, $boyName?" She suddenly asks me, and I see Sarah look down in embarrassment. //I'm kind of jealous.// I nod gravely and, in a solemn tone of voice, say, "Of course, there's no doubt. She's simply dazzling." I smile as I see Sarah's reaction. //Normally, she's so confident, but when faced with her mother... I guess everyone has their weak spot.// "See? He agrees as well. So what do you like the most about her? Her face, hair, or her legs? They're nice, right? Or maybe her ass—" "Mom! We're leaving." She stamps her feet, grabs my hand, and then pulls me away towards the front door. In passing, she grabs her purse but doesn't pause for a moment. "Have fun!" I can almost hear her laughing as she shouts it.

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She closes the door behind her and lets go of my hand. She takes a deep breath, looks at me, and says, "Sorry about that. She likes to tease people." "Ah, I thought it was funny." I grin and say, "It's kind of rare to see you flustered. I guess she's your weak point?" She nods and smiles, and I see her relax. //Well, I'm nervous too.// She then says, "Yeah, maybe you're right. I'm not even sure why I got mad. It's not like what she said was that bad." She looks at me and smiles mischievously, and says, "You didn't answer her question"—she turns her hip towards me and strikes a pose—"did you?" I stare at her bare legs; they're long and straight and smooth as silk. My gaze creeps upwards towards her ass, its contours clearly visible beneath the dress, and stays there. I pay attention to the minute movements of her body— //Fuck, I'm staring. I'm being a creep.// My heart starts beating rapidly, and I feel my hands get clammy. I flick my eyes upwards—and meet hers. She just smiles and turns her body towards me again, facing me squarely. I strain my eyes, looking forward, into her eyes. I resist the temptation to look down, to catch a glimpse of her cleavage. Perhaps noticing my struggle, she stands up straighter, pushing her chest forwards. My eyes flicker down for just a moment—"So, what's your answer?" I feel my face grow hot as she catches me, and I look her in the eyes again. I take a deep breath and calm myself. //It's okay. We're on a date. It's just flirting.// Feeling calmer, I steady my voice, smile, and answer confidently, "It's hard to say, but your mom was right. It has to be your legs. They're just amazing, I can't look away." She nods and says, "I'm happy I bought this dress, then." "Not as happy as me." I give her a smirk, and she starts to laugh. Feeling happy, I smile brightly and extend my hand towards her while I motion with my head towards the car and ask, "Let's go?" She locks hands with me and looks where I motioned—"Your $manShortRel let you take the Porsche?" "I didn't exactly ask." "Wait, isn't he going to be mad?" I shake my head and tell her, "Don't worry, I doubt he'll even notice." "You're sure?" "Come, stop worrying, and let's just have fun." I pull on her hand, and we start walking towards the curb.

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I open the passenger door for her and watch as she gets in; her dress is not open back, but her tanned flesh is visible through the thin horizontal straps. I move to the other side of the car and get in as well, then insert the keyfob and start it. As I feel the car shudder, I grin and pull out from the curb. I start driving towards the restaurant where I'd made reservations for us earlier. "So, where are you taking me?" "This Italian place, it's not too far away, and the food is great." "Sounds nice." It's rush hour, but there is not too much traffic in the suburbs. Luckily we do not need to go into the actual city, so there are no traffic jams, and I find myself smiling happily as I weave through traffic. I feel Sarah looking at me, and I turn my head to see her smiling as well. I look at her questioningly for a moment, and she says, "You're cute when you're enjoying yourself." "Ah... Is it that obvious? Driving this, it just feels great. It's so responsive, and you feel so powerful when you overtake." "It sure accelerates fast. It's like you're on a rollercoaster." I nod and say, "Do you want to see something cool? We can take a little detour." "Hmm, what do you mean?" "You'll see," I tell her and grin as I look for a deserted, long, straight road. There is one not too far away, so I take us to it. I then stop the car in the middle of the road. She looks at me in confusion as I look around to make sure the area is clear. I look at her and tell her, "Prepare yourself." I put my left foot on the brake pad together with my right foot, then push down on the accelerator pad with my right foot and let go of the brake. We break away as I keep an eye on the speedometer. I hear her gasp—''10''—and laugh—''23''—and then finally—''45''—exclaim, "Holy fuck!" As the car reaches sixty miles per hour, she laughs and breathes out heavily. I laugh as well and ask, "Incredible, right?" "Yeah..." Still laughing, she asks, "How fast was that?" "From zero to sixty in less than three seconds." "For real? That's insane." "Want to go again?" "Yeah!" I make sure the area is clear and then stop the car in the middle of the road and repeat the procedure. With launch control activated, I let go of the brakes, and we shoot away; we're pressed into our seats as the horizon crashes into us, and parked cars grow blurry beside us and are left breathless by the rapid acceleration. When our speed stabilizes, we are both cackling and wheezing. "I can't believe this is legal." "Yeah, it's kind of insane. But fun, too." While I continue driving towards the restaurant, I sneak a peek at her in the rearview mirror and see that her breathing is still labored from excitement and that she's smiling slightly. //She's enjoying herself, that's a good start.// I feel more confident and relax a little. It doesn't take long before we reach our destination.

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I pull the car into a parking lot nearby the restaurant, take the keyfob out of the ignition, and get out of the vehicle. I then walk to the other side and open the passenger door to help Sarah get out of the car. "So chivalrous." "Is it too old-fashioned?" She smiles and accepts my extended hand, and while shaking her head, says, "No, I like it." I close the door behind her and then lock it with the remote. She's still holding my hand, and I squeeze it gently. I look at her and realize that she did not bring a coat. "Are you okay like that? Aren't you cold?" "I forgot my jacket. We stormed out, and I didn't take one, but I'm okay." "There's no way you're okay, it's not a long walk, but still..." I let go of her hand and take off my sports coat and tell her, "Put this on, it might be a little big, but it should be warm. It's woolen." She smiles and raises her arm, waiting for me to help her put it on. I oblige, and soon she is wearing it; it's too big as expected, and she hugs it close around her body. She smiles at me thankfully and grabs hold of my hand again. We start walking towards the restaurant in the distance. As we amble along the curb with our hands locked, she leans her head on my shoulder and tells me, "This must be what $girlName feels like every day." //Does she know? Did she notice?// "What do you mean? She's my $girlRel, and you're not. It's not the same at all." "Right, maybe so, but I meant the way you take care of her, and now me." "Isn't it only natural to take care of those you love? And no boy would hesitate to share his jacket with you." "So... you love me?" Feeling panicked, I quickly tell her, "No, I meant that I care about you, like a friend—" She pauses, raises her head from my shoulder, and looks at me, then says, "Like a friend?" My heart sinks and begins to beat rapidly. //What's wrong with me? Stop saying stupid things.// I turn my body to her and feel my cheeks burn. I tell her, "No, I mean, of course, I like you, as more than a friend, that's not—" She laughs and takes a step closer, then wraps her arms around me and pulls me into an embrace. "Sorry, I was just teasing you." //Shit, relax.// Feeling a little awkward with my hands just bungling in the air, I hug her back as she continues, "I know what you meant, come, let's go and eat." "Yeah, let's." //I'm too tense. For a moment, I thought she saw through my feelings for $girlName, but of course, that isn't possible.//

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We open the restaurant's door and walk up to the host. There's a queue, and we have to wait. Sarah takes off the sports coat and hands it back to me as we're standing in line. The host comes up to us, and I tell him my name and that we have a reservation for two. He nods and leads us to our table in the back of the room. I pull out one of the chairs from the round table, wait for Sarah to take her place, and then push it forward. I put my jacket back on, sit down across from her, and hand her one of the menus. "What do you wanna do? We can ask the chef to surprise us, or we can just order what we want." "Let the chef decide." I meet her eyes and find myself staring. //She looks so mature. Has she always looked like this?// She smiles and tilts her head, then asks, "Is there something on my face?" I snap back to reality and answer, "Ah, no, I was just looking. You look so grown up, like a lady." "It's my makeup. I didn't want to look out of place, do you like it?" "No, yeah, you look great. I never knew such a thing was possible." She sighs and shakes her head, then says, "Boys... Really don't have a clue." "What do you mean?" "The power of makeup. If I didn't wear any, you'd find me ugly." I shake my head and say, "No way. You'd still be beautiful without." I pause for a second. //Haven't we swum together? What is she talking about?// "Wait, I have seen you without makeup. We've swum together many times." She laughs and says, "That's what I mean. There's such a thing as waterproof makeup, you know?" "You were wearing makeup then? I honestly couldn't tell." "Told you, boys haven't a clue." She smiles as she says it, then looks to the side. I follow her gaze and see a waiter standing there. He notices that he has been noticed, approaches, and makes a slight bow, then, as he puts down a carafe with water and two glasses on the table, asks, "Would you like to order?"

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I nod and tell him, "Yeah, we've decided. We'll let the chef surprise us." "Very well." He takes out a tablet from his pocket and enters our order. I look at Sarah and ask, "Do you want something to drink, apart from water?" "Some coke." "I'll have some too." The waiter nods and leaves the table. I look at Sarah, then ask, "Wait, but what about $girlName? You're telling me she's always wearing makeup too?" "I see, that's why you're confused. Well, of course, not always. But she does put it on when going to school." She sighs. "She's lucky, she looks good even without it, so she might not wear it at home." "Then, this weekend?" "Yeah, she had makeup on." I sit looking at her and think back to last Saturday. //She came down right after showering.// I recall the image, how she stood there, her hair still damp and nearly nude, wearing just a towel. My heart begins to pound as I feel myself get aroused—I blink and look up at Sarah and shake my head. "No way. She came down right after showering, I'm sure of it." "It was subtle, but I'm not wrong." She smirks and asks, "How about we bet on it?" "I know I'm right, so I'll take you on. What do you want to bet?" "The loser has to do whatever the winner wants." I blink, and her smile grows. She leans closer, then whispers, "Anything you want."

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We continue to chat while waiting for our food to arrive, and it soon does. A waiter comes over carrying two platters and puts them down on the table, with the ends facing us so that we can both partake of each platter, one platter filled with various baked clams, the other with cheeses. "The antipasto, enjoy." The waiter then puts down two dishes and leaves us. I see her looking at the clams and ask, "Do you like clams?" "I don't know, never had 'em. But I'll try." She takes one of them and tries it, her face showing her hesitation. After a bite, I see her raise her eyebrows and take another. "It's good, I didn't think I'd like it, but it's really good." I smile and take one myself. The conversation falls silent as we dig in, and soon the cheeses and clams are eaten to the last. She puts down her fork, looks at me, and smiles. "That was good." "That was just the appetizer. There's more to come." "It's three courses, right?" "Yeah. First the antipasto, then the primi, or as we call it, pasta, and then finally the secondi, the meat or fish. I believe we'll also get a side dish, or contorni as they like to call them." "You know a lot about it." "Well, when we were younger, we ate out a lot. Italian was a favorite. Our $manwomanToboygirlRel can't cook after all." "Ah, right, you're the one doing all the cooking at home." She pauses as if in thought, then continues, "I don't think I've ever tasted any of it, though. So, who's better, you or this place?" "This, of course. Mine's nothing special." "Really? That's not what $girlName tells me..." She sighs and says, "I'd really love to taste it."

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As we chat, time flies. The next course arrives. The waiter comes up to the table, puts down two plates with pasta, and then takes the platters and dirty dishes away. We've both been given the same meal; fettuccine with a creamy mushroom sauce. I sniff and smell peppers. I hear my stomach rumble as my mouth waters and look up at Sarah to see if she heard. She smiles and asks, "Hungry?" "It smells damn good. I can smell the pepper, I love sauces like this." She brings her face close to the plate, and sniffs, then says, "You're right." I take some of the pasta on my fork, blow on it, then eat it. I barely avoid burning my mouth and gulp it down. The sauce is creamy and peppery, and delicious. "It's good." I take another bite, and another. Sarah follows my example, and I look at her to see her reaction. She seems pleasantly surprised and starts devouring the pasta along with me. Moments later, the plates are empty, and we sit back in our chairs. I look her in the eyes and see her smile, and she tells me, "That might be the best pasta I've had." "Same here, it's really good. It's the first time I've been here, but it surely is among the best." "I wonder what's next."

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I pick up my glass and finish the second coke I'd ordered, and look at Sarah to ask, "Do you want another coke?" She shakes her head and says, "Nah, I'll just have some water." I nod, take the carafe, and motion for her to bring her glass. She holds it close, and I fill it. "Thanks." I put the now empty carafe back on the table and lean back in my chair. I look at the watch on my wrist; it's nearly ten past seven. //Food should be here soon.// I glance up at Sarah. //She seems to have enjoyed things so far. I was a little worried, but all has gone well.// A waiter comes up to our table and takes the carafe away, replacing it with another. I look up and tell him, "Thank you." He gives me a nod then moves away. I take the carafe and fill my glass, then sit back, trying to remain patient. "Service sure is good here." "I agree. They're not pushy and don't act like they're your best friend. The waiters in some places are so overbearing it just feels fake." "My $girlRel is a waitress, she says it's for the tips." "Yeah, that makes sense. But, I don't like it." She nods, and we stay quiet for a second. I look to the side and see a waiter coming over. I smile and motion with my head and say, "I think it's coming." "Nice! Finally, I wonder what we'll get this time." I nod and follow the waiter with my eyes, and confirm that he is moving towards our table. "Yep, he's coming to us." He arrives and puts down the dishes in front of us; a plate with something battered and fried with cheese on top of it for both of us, and a dish with broccoli and squash with some kind of sauce. The waiter collects the dirty dishes and tells us to enjoy our meal. I poke at the fried thing, then cut into it. Underneath the cheese, there is tomato sauce, topping the meat. I take a bite and nod my head. //Veal Parmesan, has to be.// "So, figured out what it is?" I look up and see Sarah staring. "I have. It's veal Parmesan. A classic, very tasty." She nods, then takes a bite, and smiles. "Tasty indeed." "Which of the side dishes do you want? Or, we can share?" "Let's share, both look good." I nod and pick up the dishes with broccoli and squash, then put about half of each onto her plate, leaving the rest for myself.

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We eat our meal in silence, enjoying its taste, and soon finish it. I lean back in my chair, rubbing my belly, and ask, "Do you want dessert?" She shakes her head and says, feigning pain, "I can't take another bite." I smile and say, "Same. I'll ask for the check, I don't want to get you home too late." "It isn't that late yet." "Well, your dad didn't seem too happy about us going out, I don't want to cause you trouble." She sits up straight and asks, "Did he say something?" "No, he didn't, but I could see. And I understand, the age differ—" "Hah, he better not have. I'd tear him a new one." She leans forward and taps her feet on the ground. //Wow, she's mad.// "So, he really didn't say a word?" "He really didn't, and your mother, she was very supportive. You shouldn't be too mad with him, I'm sure he just wants to protect you, I'm old—" "Yeah, yeah, whatever, I don't care." "Still, I don't want to cause you trouble, so let's not make it too late." She takes a deep breath and nods, then says, "Of course, of course. You're not causing me any trouble, don't worry. If he had a problem with you, he would have said so. He's not one to hold back." "I guess he truly is your father, then." She smiles and says, "Yeah, he's like me that way." "Wouldn't it be the other way around?" She laughs and then says, in a grave tone, "No. I'm the original, and unique." I laugh too, and she continues, "Seriously, don't worry about it. As you said, he doesn't like that you're older, but he knows you. And he's okay with it." "And if he wasn't?" "I wouldn't care. I'll do what I want to do." She doesn't blink or smile and seems entirely serious as she says it. I sit silently for a second, then feign to recoil, and exclaim, "So selfish." She smirks, "I'm horrible, aren't I?" "Just the worst."

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I look at a waiter and raise my hand, signaling him to come. He moves over, and I tell him, "I'd like the check." He nods and hands it to me. //Two hundred and sixty-five dollars.// I take out my credit card, and he gives me the machine. I enter the card, and it asks if I want to add any gratuity. I press the twenty-five percent option, and grin as I realize it makes three threes. I hand the machine back to the waiter. He thanks me and wishes us a lovely evening. After he has moved away, Sarah raises her purse and asks, "How much was it?" I shake my head and tell her, "Don't worry about it, I'm paying." "That's so outdated. I'm paying my part." I shake my head and say, "No, I'm not changing my mind." "But, this place can't be chea—" "It's not my money. Spending it. Is fine." My voice has a slight edge, and she pauses and looks at me questioningly. //Shit. I'm not mad at you.// "Sorry, I didn't mean to spoil the evening." I sigh and tell her, "It's not you I'm angry with. It's... I can spend their money, and they won't care." "Ah..." She falls silent, and the mood gets slightly awkward. //Fuck, why do I ruin things at the end.// "I'm horrible too, I guess." I give her a small smile, and she smiles back. "We're the worst."

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"Come, let's go." We get up from the table and walk towards the restaurant's door. Outside, she shivers and looks at me sideways. I smile, take off my jacket and hand it to her. "Thanks again." We walk in the direction of the car in silence. //Did I screw things up?// I look at her, then forward again. //Do I try to hold hands, or will she refuse me?// I look at her again and hesitate, but ask, "So, did you have a nice time?" "Yeah, for sure." She pauses and meets my eyes; we're now facing each other. She asks, "Is something wrong?" "No, nothing's wrong." She doesn't seem to buy it and keeps looking at me. "I didn't ruin things at the end, did I?" "You're worried about that?" She beams and takes a step closer. She then gets up on her tiptoes, grabs my head, and kisses me. I freeze, and she lets go, then says, "That, should answer that." //Amazing.// I smile and take her hand, and we continue walking to the car. After a minute, she suddenly pulls on my hand, and I nearly fall over. I look at her, and she grins. I then pull back, and we teeter across the sidewalk. I give a final, hard pull as we near the car, and she falls into me. We stand close to each other for a second, face to face. I look her in the eyes and see that she's blushing a little. //I want to kiss her.// But I don't, and the moment passes. I was a little regretful as I opened the car's door and let her get in.

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I park the car at her curb, then open my door and get out. I move to the other side, and open her door for her. I give her a hand, and she gets out, and we walk towards her front door. She stops just before it, and in the darkness, she pulls me close and tells me, "I had a wonderful time. Also, in the car, I asked $girlName if she was wearing makeup this Saturday, and she was." She smiles mischievously, "So I win..." "Really? Then, what do you want me to do?" "Hmm..." She pauses and looks me in the eyes, then says, "I don't know..." She pulls me even closer, our stomachs now touching. "I want you to not hold back with me." She then stands on her tiptoes, bringing her face closer. I crouch down a little and press my lips to hers. I can taste her lipstick, and a moment later, her lips part, inviting me in. I open mine, and our tongues entwine. She shifts her head and bumps it into my nose, but I carry on. Our kiss grows more primal, and I feel her hands rubbing my back. //To not hold back?// I smile and begin to rub her as well, and after what feels like an eternity, she pulls back. Out of breath, we stand there, hugging each other. "That..." "Was amazing, no?" I smile sheepishly and nod, "Yeah." I let go of her, and she takes off the jacket, then hands it to me. We hold hands for a second, then I smile and say, "Time for me to go." She nods, rings the bell, then turns to me and says, "When you get home, check your phone." I look at her in confusion, and as I'm about to ask what for, the door opens.

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I pull into the garage, get out of the car, and walk into the living room. I look around for my $girlRel, but don't see her. "$girlNick? I'm home." No response. I walk out of the living room and go up the stairs. I walk to her door. I stand in front of it and raise my hand to knock—and feel my phone buzz. //Right, Sarah told me to check my phone. Is that her?// I stand in front of my $girlRel's door with my hand raised, but hesitate. //She's probably doing her homework. Let's not disturb her.// I lower my hand and walk to my own room, then go inside. I take off all my clothes and get into my pajamas. I lie down on my bed, on top of the blanket, and grab my phone. //Let's see...// I open WhatsApp and click on her name. //A picture.// I click on the thumbnail, and the picture loads fully, showing me the rim of a bathtub with her soapy feet lying on top of it. "Who told you I have a thing for feet 😍" "You do? So, are they cute 😘" "Yeah, they are, are you in bath right now?" "Yep 😇 Relaxing, enjoying myself and thinking about you..." "😳 I'm thinking about you too." "I thought you'd be expecting more... 🙄 The feet pic was just to tease you, but you're already satisfied. Then I guess I shouldn't send this one 😉" "😆 Satisfied? I don't know about that..." "Then, should I send it 🤔" "🙏" A second later, my phone buzzes again, and I instantly click on the picture's thumbnail. It loads and shows the side of her knee lying on top of the rim. Her legs spread in a V-shape. //Wait, is she masturbating?// I shake my head and try to calm down as I feel my dick harden. //Nah, no way.// My phone buzzes again, and I read the message. "Is that more like it?" "Or do you want more 😉 Something like this?" My phone buzzes again, and I click on the picture. It shows her midriff and two soapy bumps from down below. I feel my dick press into my pajamas and start to rub it through the fabric. "😍 Sexy!" "Really? 😊" "Yess 😋 Should I prove it?" "I wonder how..."

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I pull my pajamas slick to my body and press my erect dick into its fabric. Its outline is now clearly visible, from the shaft to the head, and I take a picture of it from the side; at an angle to make it appear as big as possible. //Fuck, do I really send this?// I continue rubbing myself through the fabric, enjoying the sensations and calm my nerves. //She did tell me not to hold back. It's okay, isn't it?// I make up my mind and send the picture, and look at the screen to wait for her response. //She's writing...// I feel my heart beat rapidly. //I didn't fuck things up, right.// My phone buzzes and I read her reply. "😍 So cute, I love it." I feel the tension leave my body, and I lie back on my bed, enjoying the sensations as I rub myself through my pajamas. I look at the picture she sent me and smile happily. //Things are going great.// I pull down my pajamas and run my hand along my shaft slowly and feel a warmth spread across my body. //I want to see her again, and kiss her, and touch her.// I lose myself in thoughts of her and imagine her lying in the bathtub, thinking about me, as she plays with herself—I hear a door open in the hallway.

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I hold my breath. //$girlName?// I can hear my heart beating rapidly as blood pumps through my body, and I strain my ears to pick up the slightest sound. //I didn't lock the door.// I quickly pull my pajamas up. I hear footsteps coming towards my room's door. I put away my phone and pull up the blanket to cover myself. The door opens, and my $girlRel peeks her head inside. I see her look around the room and meet her eyes. She smiles and asks, "You're back?" I nod, and she quickly walks over to the bed and continues, "So, how was it?" "Well..." I pause and look at her, then smile, "It was great. We really hit it off." "Really?" I nod thoughtfully and say, "Yeah, we had a great time." "So! Tell me about it!" She sits down on my bed and stares at me, excited. "Sure, sure, take it easy, so first, when I was leaving, I decided to take $ManShortRel's Porsche—"I hear a muffled buzzing sound and see my $girlRel shift uncomfortably. //She's sitting on my phone.// She lifts her hip and puts her hand under herself, then grabs it. //Is it Sarah? What will the notification show?// I feel tense and look at her eyes as she raises my phone up. I see them glance down for a moment as she hands it over to me. "Who is it?" She looks a little tense as she asks it. "It's Sarah, we were just chatting a little." She looks down and says, "Ah... I'm sorry for bothering you, then." "No, it's okay, don't worry about it. We weren't talking about anything important." "Still, you should reply to her"—she gets up from the bed—"I'll leave you be. I've got to finish my homework, but I'll be downstairs in the gym after..." I look up from my phone and nod, "Okay, I'll be there and tell you all about it." She smiles and nods, then walks out of my room. //Her smile looked a little forced. I guess she's just anxious to know how it went.// I look back down at the screen and read Sarah's reply, "I really had a great time tonight 🤩 And I loved talking to you, but I'll see you tomorrow, I'm going to 'enjoy' my bath now 😉" //Wait, is she saying what I think she is? And did $girlNick realize?// I feel my heart beat faster, but at the same time, I feel excited. //This is the first time a girl has told me she's doing it while thinking about me.// I smile, lean back into the pillows, and start rubbing my penis through my pajamas again. I take a deep breath as I shudder, and look at the time. //Nearly half already. Damn, I want to cum, but there's no time. I should get changed, so I'll be downstairs when $girlNick gets there.// I sigh and get up from the bed, take off my pajamas, and put on my boxers and gym shorts. I take a clean white tee and wear my sports socks and shoes. //She should be done with her homework soon, so let's head down.// I grab a towel and head for the door.

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I walk out of my room and look at my $girlRel's door as I walk past it. //It was a little awkward when she came in, let's try to fix things now.// I go down the stairs, all the way into the basement and into the gym. I put down my towel on one of the chairs and grab a yoga mat. I start doing my pre-workout stretches; I reach for the sky, touch my toes, roll my neck and shoulders and stretch my body, warming myself up. I then lie down on the yoga mat and get into the plank position. I brace my core and hold my body rigid, and start counting, slowly... A minute passes, and I begin to feel the strain on my body. I keep breathing rhythmically and hold my body rigid, and another minute passes, be it slowly. I close my eyes and hold on, ignoring the pain in my body. //One hundred and thirty-nine... One hundred and forty... One hundred and forty-one...// I hear the door open and look at the mirror in front of me; $girlName walks into the room, wearing her workout clothing, a black, skin-tight and stretchy crop top revealing most of her toned tummy, and a pair of tight stretchy yoga pants. She meets my eyes in the mirror and smiles, "You're here already?" "Yeah"—I breathe out heavily—"grab a mat and join me." "How long you been holding it?" I grunt, "Ne-nearly three minutes." She nods appreciatively and says, "Nice one." I close my eyes again, and feel myself start to buckle under the pressure. Tired, I lie down on my stomach and breathe out heavily in relief. I lie there for a few seconds and wait for my $girlRel to join me. She puts her mat down next to mine, and starts doing her own stretches. I roll over to my side, sit up on my elbow and look at her, then ask, "You finished your homework?" "I did." I nod and ask, "And what'd you eat?" "She ordered us some takeout. Paella, with some salad and bread." She looks at me again and smiles while saying, "I can take care of myself for a few hours, you know." "I know, doesn't mean I'm not gonna worry about you. Did you tal—" "No"—she laughs and holds up her hand with palm facing me—"oh no, interrogation's over. It's my turn now, to ask you about your evening." I smirk and ask, "What do you want to know?" "Everything!"—she balls up her hands into fists—"I want to know how it went, if you like her, what you did, so just tell me already." I smile as I watch her lively display, and nod.

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"You done with your warmup? Let's get on the bikes, and I'll tell you about it, from the start." She nods excitedly and says, "That's what I want." We put away our yoga mats, pick up our towels and move towards the trainers. We sit down next to each other and start cycling. I see her look at me, and I nod and start, "So, after saying goodbye to you, I went down and grabbed $manShortRel's Porsche's keys." "Wait, you took his precious Porsche?" She grins and says, "He's gonna kill you if he finds out." "He won't." "You really—" "He won't find out. That'd require him to pay attention to something other than himself." She nods gravely and agrees, "True, you're right." I give her a cheeky smile and continue, "Anyway, I enjoyed myself and drove to her house and rang the bell. Her mother opened it and welcomed me. She's really nice and kept me company while I waited for Sarah to come downstairs." I pause for a second, think back to her coming down, and smile. "She was... Beautiful. She was wearing this blue dress that just fit her perfectly." I feel my $girlRel looking at my face and meet eyes with her. She gives me a small smile and looks away, then says, "You look happy, I'm glad." "Yeah, I guess I am a pretty lucky guy." We cycle in silence for a while, each of us lost in our thoughts.

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I roll my shoulders and straighten my back. I feel that my muscles have warmed up sufficiently. I lean over and turn up the trainer's intensity and see my $girlRel do the same. I look at her, and our eyes meet, and I continue my story, "So, we chatted a little and then set off for the restaurant, I had reserved a table beforehand. On the way there, she was a little scared at first—" "Scared?" I give her a sheepish smile and say, "I was showing off. Stopping in the middle of the road, and then flooring it." "What! Isn't that dangerous?" "No, the road was abandoned, and I only floored it for a second. It accelerates so quickly that it feels like you're on a roller coaster, you know, that sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. She was scared at first, but after a few times, she started to enjoy it." "Sounds like you had fun." "Yeah, so, we arrived at our destination, or well, a little ways from it. We got out of the car and walked to the restaurant"—I smile as I think back to it—"while holding hands, it was a nice walk, oh it was cold, so I gave her my jacket as well." I pause for a second, feeling a little frazzled, and gather my thoughts, then continue, "We arrived at the restaurant and went inside. We ordered our food and chatted a little. At first, it was a little awkward. I was nervous and didn't know what to talk about or how to act. "But when the food came, and we kept talking and eating, we opened up, and it became easier to talk with her. When I saw her smile or laugh at something I said... It felt great, and made me feel confident. I could see that she was enjoying herself, and that she liked the food as well." "Great, good job. I knew it would go well." "Anyway, we finished our meal, I paid, and we went outside. It was cold, so I lent her my jacket an-and she kissed me and we walk—" "She kissed you?" I turn my head to her and feel myself blushing. She's looking at me and has stopped pedaling. I look down and tell her, "Just a small peck." //It's kinda awkward to talk about this.// She looks like she wants to keep asking, but hesitates and just nods slightly. "I then brought her home, and came back here. But I think things went great, I kinda can't wait to see her again." "Yeah, of course, I'm happy for you." "Thanks."

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The conversation falls silent, and we continue exercising next to each other, both of us lost in thought. I feel sweat trickle down my back as I continue to pedal. The room is silent except for the sound of our labored breathing. I look down at the display of the exercise bike. //Past ten already.// I start pedaling faster and set the bike in a higher gear, trying to truly push myself to my limit. I hear my $girlRel also starting to pedal faster, and I look at her and ask, "What's your wattage?" She starts pedaling even faster, and, while panting says, "Fi-five hundred." I pedal as fast as I can and look at the screen, then tell her, "Ni-nine hundred an-and forty." I look at her and smile cockily as I see her grimace. She presses a button on the bike's display and looks down at the ground, then starts pedaling violently, as fast as she can. A second later, while panting and gasping for air, she looks over at me triumphantly and opens her mouth— A bloodcurdling scream comes out as she suddenly stops cycling and grabs her leg. Alarmed, I quickly stop cycling, jump off my bike, and crouch down next to her. She's whimpering as I ask her, "What's wrong?" "Not-nothing"—she grimaces and closes her eyes—"it's just a cramp, a bad one." "Can you walk? Let's get you into one of the lounge chairs." She rubs her calf and shakes her head, "No, it really hurts." "Okay, I'll carry you." I stand up in front of her and tell her, "Get both of your legs over to my side, and I'll scoop you up." She nods and does it. I move closer to the bike, wrap my right hand around her back and place my hand under her armpit. I pull her towards my body, into my chest, then put my left hand beneath her legs and lift her up into a bridal carry. I move back slowly, out of the space between the training bikes, and walk towards the lounge chairs. I feel her rest her head on my chest and hear her say, "It isn't fair, you're way bigger than me." "True. If you compare our weight to power, you're the winner." I keep walking towards the lounge chairs, then ask, "Did you make it to six hundred?" "Yeah, I did, barely, at the very end." I feel my grip on her weaken and move my fingers a little, getting a better hold under her armpit. She moves her shoulder a little and says, "I'm sorry that I'm all sweaty and slippery." I pull her closer into my body and tell her, "Don't worry, I got you." We arrive at the lounge chairs, and I lay her down on one and ask, "Does it still hurt?" "Yeah, it does, a lot." She sits up awkwardly and starts rubbing her calf again. "A cramp makes sense. You've been working too hard, but it'll go away soon, just relax." She pulls at her yoga pants and keeps rubbing her calf, and asks, "Okay, but, it really hurts. Can't you do something, like, massaging me?"

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"Sure, I can try. I don't really know what I'm doing, though." I move to the back of the lounge chair and get down on one knee, then stop, and say, "Wait, I'll try to find some massage oil. Be right back." I get up again and hear her agree behind me, and quickly run out of the door up the stairs and go into the ground floor bathroom. I open the cabinet and look inside it, rummaging through the various bottles and packages. //Shampoo, body wash, conditioner, lotion, shampoo...// I shake my head and close the cabinet's door quickly. I leave the bathroom, move towards the stairs, and go up two floors. I walk up to the master bedroom's door and knock on it, then open it and meet eyes with my $womanRel lying on the bed and ask her, "$WomanShortRel, do we have any massage oil? $girlName has bad muscle cramps." "Massage oil? No, I don't think so." "Damn, okay"—I turn around—"thanks." I close the door behind me and then hear her shout something. I turn back, open the door again, and look at her; she's rifling through the bottom drawer of the nightstand. "Wait, wait, I might have something." I move towards her as she keeps looking through the drawer until she suddenly sits up and looks at the label of a bottle. She looks at me over her shoulder, then sighs and hands me the bottle while saying, "This should work." I take the non-descript bottle, turn it on its side, and look at the label. //Oil-based organic personal lubricant.// I look up and meet her eyes as she says, "It-it was a gift from friends. Don't worry, it's never been used. They told me it can be used as a massage oil too." We look at each other silently for a second. "Thank you!" She moves around a little, clearly uncomfortable, then says, "No problem." I turn around and walk out of the door. //Still, never been used. Isn't that kinda sad?// I shake my head and keep moving towards the stairs. //None of my business.//

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I jog down the stairs, into the basement, and open the home gym's door. I see my $girlRel looking over her shoulder at me. I hold up the bottle and say, "I found some massage oil." I quickly move towards the lounge chair and sit down behind her. //Let's not tell her it's lube. That'd just make things awkward.// I look down at her; she's lying on her stomach, her feet facing me. I try to pull up the pant's leg, but it is too tight and just stretches. I tell her, "I'll have to take them off." I reach my hand towards the waistband of her pants— "Wait!" She quickly turns onto her back and says, "I'm not wearing any underwear." My hand freezes in mid-air, and I quickly move it away. "Shit, sorry, I didn't know. Still, I can't massage your leg if you have your pants on." She looks down uncertainly, then pushes her thumb through the front of the waistband and starts to pull— "Wait! I'll grab my towel." I turn around quickly and move towards the training bikes, feeling aroused. //Was she really going to be okay with me massaging her naked?// I imagine her pulling down her pants as she lays in front of me, looking at me shyly as her slit is revealed. //Fuck, what am I thinking of. I was about to take advantage of the situation to see her naked. What's wrong with me.// I shake my head and try to will my engorged member to settle down. I grab my towel and walk back towards my $girlRel. I hand her the towel and tell her, "Here, I'll turn around, let me know when you're decent." I hear rustling noises, and half a minute later, she tells me, "It's okay now." I turn around and look down; she's lying flat on her stomach with the towel spread across her buttocks. My eyes rest on her bare back—I freeze. //She took her bra and crop top off as well‽// I move my eyes over the rest of her body as a heat spreads through my body. She has her legs slightly spread apart, allowing me to see up to her thighs. I gulp. //She's practically naked.// I take a deep breath and try to calm myself, trying to act natural and not show her my odd reaction. I sit down behind her and open the bottle of lube. I squeeze some of it on my shaking hands and tell her, "I'm not a masseur, so just tell me if it feels wrong." "Okay, I'll let you know."

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I rub my hands together, warming them up, then put my hands down on her Achilles tendon. I rub circles, moving up her left leg, towards the back of her knee. I squeeze some more lube on my hand, then continue rubbing it into her while making wide circles. She makes a sigh, and I'm happy to hear it. I keep rubbing circles while slowly going up the leg, past the thigh, up to a few inches under the bottom of the towel covering her. I finish rubbing the lube into her skin, look up and say, "I'm going to put a bit more pressure into it now. Let me know if it hurts." I start massaging her leg, still in a circular motion but a tighter one where I push down harder. I follow her muscles down her leg, and I feel her body responding to my touch, tensing and relaxing as I apply pressure. "That feels nice," she says quietly. "Thank you." My hands move up the back of her thigh, then down again. Then they're moving all around her calf muscle as my fingers press into her flesh. Her skin is so smooth. It's like touching silk, but underneath, I can feel her muscles and the tension within them. They flex under my touch, making me want to lean forward and kiss her leg right there. //Calm down, calm down.// I take a deep breath and feel myself growing aroused. My cock throbs against my pants, begging for attention. The sensation makes me even more excited than before. I keep massaging her cramping leg while my mind races. Not paying attention, I push in a bit too hard and feel her leg twitch. She gasps out in pain. "Sorry!" I say quickly, pulling away from her. "Didn't mean to hurt you." "It's okay. I'm feeling much better already." I look at her face. She seems completely relaxed. I wonder what kind of thoughts are going through her head. //Is she thinking about how good it feels when I touch her body? No, she just sees me as her $boyRel. I'm overthinking this.// I put some more lube on my hands and start rubbing her leg again. This time, I don't go as fast or as deep. I make sure not to get carried away, focusing instead on how her muscles relax beneath my touch. "I can feel the tension leaving your body," I tell her. "Your muscles are loosening up nicely." Her eyes close, and she lets out a long sigh. I smile and continue working on her leg a little more. After a few minutes, when all the tension is gone, I ask, "Is it better now?" "Yeah, it doesn't hurt as much anymore, thanks." I nod. "Anytime." As I move to get up from the lounge chair, she turns to her side, just enough to sit up and turn her head my way, without showing me her bare chest, and says, "Wait, can you do the other leg too?" She pauses for a second, then continues, "It doesn't hurt, but you know"—she pauses momentarily and smiles shyly—"it felt nice." I grin. "Sure thing." She grins as well and lies back down on her stomach. I squeeze some more lube on my hands, kneel between her legs and grab her foot. I rub it gently until her toes curl up, then I begin to apply more force and start kneading it between my hands, treating it like a lump of dough. I feel her foot get warmer as she begins to breathe a little faster. I then massage her ankle bone, slowly moving upwards towards her knee. I start stroking her calf gently, focusing on warming it up. I feel her relax again as I continue rubbing her leg, and I start to softly push my fingertips into her skin, being careful not to hurt her as I make circling motions inching slowly up towards her ass. When I reach her thigh, I intensify my movements, pressing harder and deeper into her flesh. I keep moving upward and stop right underneath the towel draped over her. As I'm massaging her, I think about what I'm doing and the pleasure I'm feeling by doing it. //Why am I so attracted to my $girlRel? Am I sick?// I can feel her breathing getting heavier, and my heart starts beating faster. I know she likes it when I touch her, and I enjoy seeing her reaction. I feel myself get fully erect, and I try to control my urges. I suddenly stop massaging her. She keeps lying down on her stomach, panting softly, and then asks quietly, "Why'd you stop?" "You want me to keep going?" I ask. "Yes, please."

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"Okay." I grab her foot and start kneading it again gently. I alternate every so often, giving both her feet attention. I go up to her ankle, massaging both legs, then go up to her calf, then thigh. She seems to enjoy it, and while making large circular motions, I slowly make my way further up, inching closer and closer to the towel— I lift my hands as I'm about to go under it and place my hands on her lower back. She doesn't say anything, and I start massaging her back. I push into her flesh gently, enjoying the sensation, and I follow along the contours of her muscles as I move up slowly along her spine. I squeeze and knead her muscles, pulling them away from her bones and warming her body up. When I finally reach her shoulders, I pause and take a moment to admire her body; it's responding to my every touch. I place my thumbs on her shoulder blades, start to rub in circles, and gradually apply more and more pressure. Her skin is warm and soft under my hands, and I can feel her tensing up as the pressure mounts. I press down vigorously and feel the tension give way, and she moans as her body relaxes under my caress. I keep rubbing her shoulders until her breathing slows, and I finally move on to her neck. I give it tender attention, gently kneading and pressing my fingers into her skin. She's so responsive; her body practically tenses at every touch. It makes me want to explore and touch her all over. I stop massaging her and pause for a moment. I put some more lube on my hands, place them back on her neck, then stroke down gently, keeping my palms flat on her skin. I move down her neck to her shoulders, circle around her shoulder blades, and then down the side of her body towards her hips. I stare at the towel, desire clouding my eyes. //I want to see.// I look away and feel her relax completely as I stroke and caress every inch of her body—barring the few forbidden spots; I maintain my rationality as I fight the urge to touch what is hidden underneath the towel. The heat radiating off her body is incredible. Her skin is so soft, smooth, and warm. Her breathing is labored, and as I stroke up her leg towards her thigh, she shivers slightly. //She's enjoying this too.// I look at the towel, wishing I could see through it. //Is she aroused? Is she wet?// I clear my mind and move my hands towards her ankles, then her feet. //I wish this could go on forever.// With some reluctance, I tell her, "Okay, it's done." She lies there for a while, her breathing labored. She lets out a deep sigh. "Thank you. My leg doesn't hurt anymore." I nod, "Good." I get up from the lounge chair, and she moves on to her side, turning her body slightly, turning her head to look at me. "But you'll keep getting cramps since you're working so hard. You really need to get massages regularly from now on." "Sure," I see a faint smile on her face as she answers, "that sounds nice." I smile back at her and say, "So we should look around and hire a professional physical thera— " The smile on her face freezes, and she turns her body, looking right at me. She's naked and I can see her breasts, but my focus is on her expression; she looks pained as if she has been struck. //What's going on?// "You won't be doing it‽" I pause and feel my eyes glance down at her <<if $girlBreasts === "flat">>perfect flat chest<<else>>cute budding breasts<</if>>—she notices and blushes, but doesn't move. With confusion in my voice, I answer, "No... I really don't know what I'm doing. It's better to get a professional." She hesitates for a second in deep thought as I throw her another towel to cover herself. She then says, "Can't you do it?" I shake my head. "No, sorry. It's essential for your training that it's done right." "But..." she starts. Suddenly she seems to think of something, and she says, "I really don't want some stranger touching me." "$girlNick..." I sigh. //I also really want to do it myself, for an entirely different reason.// I shake my head in regret. //No. It's safer for a stranger to do it..// "C'mon, we'll find someone we can trust. If we find a woman, that'd be fine, right?" She still doesn't seem to agree with me. She looks downcast as she asks, "You really can't do it?" I sit up straight and look at her with a stern expression, starting to get a little annoyed. "$girlName, if I do this wrong, you could end up in worse pain." "Bu—" I interrupt her in a harsh tone, "Not to mention, I am busy too. I run around all day taking care of all kinds of things. I really don't have time to learn how to do this properly." She recoils as if struck and looks down at the floor. I can see tears forming in her eyes as she whimpers, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't think about that." I feel my heart break as I look at her. A little confused, I crouch down next to her and tell her, "Hey, I'm sorry too." //Is she really this shy? No, she's never reacted like this before when going to the doctor or getting a new coach.// I gently stroke her forehead, swiping her hair to the side. "Don't worry too much. We'll talk about it later, let's just go to sleep for now." //Am I misunderstanding something? Was I that harsh?// I think back to the conversation and frown. //I really wasn't. Where's this reaction coming from?// She nods, and I get up to leave. I turn my back to her to allow her to get dressed—I feel something on pull on my sleeve. I look at her and see her standing behind me, covering herself with the towels. "Wha—" "I—" We look at each other awkwardly, and I just smile and say, "Don't worry, go get dressed, and let's go to bed."

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Shadows swirl around me. The world is dark and lonely.

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I look around. There's nothing but darkness. It's cold, and I feel alone.

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I strain my eyes, trying to find a spot of light as my vision darts all over—a girl. I see a girl in the distance and feel my heart flutter. Suddenly, I no longer feel as alone as I look at the girl bathed in light; I can't see her clearly, only a vague outline in the black haze, but I feel happy and feel as if she's smiling at me. The cold recedes, and I smile back at her and wave my arm excitedly. I wait for her reaction. She waves back at me and motions for me to come over.

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I run my hands down her back and pull her further into me. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, and I eagerly welcome it; it wiggles, digging deeper and deeper, twisting and turning and pulsating. Similarly and simultaneously, I kiss her back, eyes closed, enjoying the taste of her saliva and the exchange of fluids. I grope her back more incessantly with more desire and run my hands down towards her ass, following the contours of her body, and lightly knead her cheeks. She moans lightly and arches her back to press further into me, and I push my hips forward, grinding against her. We continue to make out, groping each other, more eager and eagerly, and she lifts one of her legs and starts grinding into me. I push my hands down her pants, into her panties, and massage her bare ass. I slowly but surely push down further and further, groping, exploring, stretching my fingers as far as I can go, closer and closer to that wet, beaconing place. I go past the bottom of her ass, to her taint, and feel the radiating heat. I stretch my fingers; I want to reach it. I want to caress it, enter it. I'm a second away, and she breaks our kiss. I'm breathing hard, excited, and open my eyes and look into her <> @@#links; <<link "blue">> <<unset $locked>> <<include OPTIONS.INIT>> <<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>> <<replace "#links">> blue—I jerk awake and sit up. I take quick, shallow breaths and feel my heart rapidly thumb. Sweat runs down my back. //Blue! Her eyes are blue!// My dick is fully erect and covered in precum. //Her face, that was my $girlRel's face.// I shudder and lie back down, wide awake and in panic. //I have Sarah now. Wh-why am I dreaming about $girlName, I have Sarah, why.// I sit back up, distraught, and clench my hands into fists. The world spins around me, and I feel bile rise up my throat. //What's happening? Why am I so scared?// I feel myself shudder as I grasp for breath. //Is it because of the massage? But I like Sarah, I do, I really do, and I have to.// I shake my head and take a deep breath. //But if I had a choice, would I choose her? Or $girlName?// //Delusional! What choice! I don't have a choice; Sarah is my only hope. What is wrong with me!? And why? Why is everything going wrong for me?// //No! You're not the victim; she is! Asshole. Jerk.// I clench my fist tightly as I continue berating myself. //You disgusting creep. You want to fuck your little $girlRel, and ruin her life? Is that what you want?// I feel power leave my body as I slump down on my bed. //Selfish cunt, you only think about yourself.// My limbs feel numb, and I feel tears run down my cheeks. //Why? Why, why? Why can't I be normal?// <</replace>> <</link>> / <<link "brown">><<set $DAY06SP8Sarah = true>> <<unset $locked>> <<include OPTIONS.INIT>> <<replace '#footer'>><<footer>><</replace>> <<replace "#links">>\ brown eyes. Her face is flushed, her breathing labored. We look at each other, gasping for air, and I push forward—I shudder and open my eyes. I see the ceiling above me and feel warmth course through my body as wet spot forms in my pants. //Did I just cum? From a dream?// I think back to the face I saw, and smile. //Sarah... I want to see you like that in real life.// <</replace>> <</link>> @@ <>

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<section class="paper"> \ <article style="" class="paperheader"> \ Thursday, May 04 \ <<back "⋘">> <<link "⋙" 'DAY08.SCENE01.PATH1'>><</link>> \ </article> \ <div class="papertext"> \ It's already past midnight, and I still can't sleep. I keep thinking about last night. What was I feeling, and why did I react that way? Why did I cry, and feel so sad and... rejected? I can't seem to understand, so I'll just write down what happened between him and me. Everything was going fine. He went on his date, and it went well - I was worrying for nothing. I don't know why I thought he needed my help. When he came home, he was acting a little strange, though. When I came into his room, he was fidgety and it felt like I was intruding somehow. Well, he was chatting with Sarah, so maybe it was just the nerves. So I just let him be and finished my homework, then went downstairs to the gym - he was there already, waiting for me, already working out. We worked out together, and he told me about his date. It going well... Was an understatement. It went great, and they even kissed! He seemed happy, but something wasn't right. Something made him uncomfortable when talking about his date. Especially the kissing part, he just tried to brush over it - I'll have to ask Sarah for the juicy bits. Our cycling suddenly turned into a 'race' as we were talking. I lost, of course. It wasn't really fair to begin with, but still. As I was trying to get revenge, I suddenly had an awful leg cramp - it made me scream at the top of my lungs and I couldn't move my leg at all. He carried me over to a chair and laid me down, and I asked him to give me a massage. I wasn't sure if he would do it, or if he knew how - but he's actually great at it! It didn't take long for the pain to go away, and afterward, I even asked him to massage the other leg that didn't hurt at all. I just thought it felt nice to be massaged. So, he kept massaging my other leg for a while, then stopped. I was... Feeling really good, so I asked him why he stopped, and I told him to keep going. It felt a little strange asking my $boyRel to massage me, and he seemed to find it a little awkward too - but he didn't object and did it anyway. He started with my feet again, then the legs. This time he massaged both my legs, and he slowly but surely moved up my thighs. But he just kept going, and it made me feel weird, and when he reached my upper thigh it almost felt like he would keep going all the way. But he didn't. And the craziest thing is, I felt... disappointed? I mean, of course, he wouldn't touch me there. Why did I feel like he might? And why was I disappointed? ==Did I want him to do it?== Anyway, he then started massaging my lower back and the rest of my body. It felt really nice... A little too nice. I was getting turned on. I began to pant and I even let out a moan at some point. It was so awkward. I don't know why. I must have relaxed so much that I totally forgot that he is my $boyRel. I really wasn't thinking straight. It's so embarrassing, I really hope he didn't notice anything. And after we finished, I acted even weirder and made things awkward, and I made him mad. He said I would need to get massages regularly, which made me really happy for some reason - but then he said someone else would be doing it. I just froze for some reason and I don't understand why. Did I feel rejected? But that doesn't make sense either. Why should I care if he does it? Even if I would want him to do it, why would I react that strongly? I then asked him if he couldn't do it and made up some lame excuse that I didn't want a stranger to touch me. And I just kept begging him to do it instead, and then he got mad at me for being selfish, telling me that he didn't have time to do it. And he's right, why does he have to do it? He already does so much for me. I can't wrap my head around it, why am I being so selfish. My reaction was so strange. I even ended up apologizing to him again, even though he hates it. We were getting along so well, and then I just ruined everything for no reason. I really can't understand. And now I can't sleep at all, I keep thinking about it. It's crazy but I've even thought about getting myself off to calm down, but I can't get him out of my head, so it feels wrong. I don't know what to think so I'll just try to sleep again. Well, I still haven't figured it out. I kept thinking about it during school, and I couldn't focus at all. During practice too. And I couldn't talk about it with $boyNick either. He hasn't noticed my strange behavior at all. ==He only pays attention to his phone. His phone and Sarah.== I know I'm being selfish and overdramatic but I just feel sad and don't know why. </div>\ </section> \ @@#devnote; \ Click the "⋙" to continue to the next day's scene! Still thinking of a way to improve this. \ @@ \

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I walk into the school canteen and look around for my $girlRel. She usually gets here before me, but I'm pretty early today. I scan the room—//found her.// I see her walk into the canteen; Sarah is trailing behind her. I meet her eyes, smile at her, and hurriedly walk over. She smiles back at me as I stand right in front of her. I stand there a little awkwardly, smiling sheepishly. //Should I kiss her?// I move closer to her then recall my surroundings and I hesitate—I just embrace her instead. She hugs me back and says, "Hi." "Hey," we keep hugging each other and say nothing else. I notice some people watching us and hurriedly let go. I then look at my $girlRel and greet her as well. She seems a bit uncomfortable; she quickly glances around, then gives me a shy smile as she responds, "Hey—" Sarah embraces me from behind and says, "What, you embarrassed to be seen with me?" I wiggle free and turn around and say, "No! Of course not." I laugh and take her hand, saying, "Come on, let's get something to eat." "Sure, go and change the subject." She laughs and keeps teasing, "Why didn't you kiss me earlier? Don't you want to show off and make everyone jealous? You know that I wouldn't mind." I shake my head then say, "Come on, stop joking"—I pull on her hand and drag her with me—"let's go."

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I drag her towards the buffet counter and she stops teasing me. We stand in line and discuss what to eat. I look at my $girlRel and say, "Remember, we need to meet that nutritionist later today." She nods and laughs, "I wonder if she would let me eat any of this stuff." Sarah chimes in, "Yeah, you'd better eat all the pizza you can." I laugh then say, "Actually, she'll probably be allowed to eat pizza regularly. Swimming takes loads of energy, and pizza is a tasty source of it." "Really?" Sarah asks, surprised. "Yeah, loads of competitive swimmers do it. They need to eat a lot to sustain their training regime, so taste is very important. You won't be able to keep eating if it isn't tasty." "Huh, I never knew." "Well, now you do." We move along, taking food as we please. $girlName grabs three slices of pizza. I look at her and ask, "Didn't you listen to me and Sarah talk?" "I did. And it made me want to eat pizza." I shake my head while smiling and say, "So simple-minded. I guess that addiction isn't something you'll ever kick." "Didn't you just say that I //should// eat pizza? At least, that's what I heard." "Well," I chuckle, "you got me there." We keep moving along the counter. Sarah suddenly stops and looks at me, then asks, "So, you won't be going home after school?" "No, the appointment is pretty much right after school's over." "Oh, okay." She looks a little disappointed. "Why?" "I was thinking of coming over." "Ah." I smile then say, "You can just join us for dinner. We eat around eight. Then $girlName will be done training as well." "You're gonna cook for me?" She nods energetically, "This is even better. It's a date, then, I've wanted to taste your cooking since forever." I nod as well and hug her, "Awesome, it's going to be great. Do you like risotto? $girlNick loves it. I'm really good at making it." "I've never had it, but I'd love to try, I'm sure I'll love it too." "Great, I'll make it tonight." "Enough!" my $girlRel stamps her feet and jests, "You're making me sick."

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"So, what do you think? You like her?" "Yeah, I do, she was nice enough." She hesitates for a second, then continues, "It sounds like a lot of trouble, though." "What does?" "I mean for you, having to cook all of that stuff every day." I smile at her briefly, "I like cooking"—I look back at the road—"and I like taking care of you too. So it's no problem." She stays silent, but I can feel that she's happy and reassured. "When I talk to my friends, they just can't believe how much I eat." "It is quite incredible. You're eating as much as two grown males." I frown and assure her, "It just shows how hard you're working." "I'm not worried or complaining. I like eating, everything you cook is always tasty." "That's right. I bet they're jealous that you can eat whatever you want without getting fat." She giggles, "Oh yeah! They really are!" We drive in silence for a while. She then says, "I didn't expect there to be a nurse to take my blood right away." "It's important to check if your vitamins and minerals are in order. That's an important part of your diet." "No, I know, I just thought I would have to go to the hospital or something." "Ah, no. She isn't cheap, and she knows her clients don't have a lot of time." I overtake another car then continue, "Actually, you'll be getting your blood taken regularly along with physical checkups once we find a sports physician." I frown. //Wait, she didn't want to get massaged by a stranger. Could a physical be a problem, too, now?// She doesn't respond right away, and I glance at her and ask, "Is that okay? I'll make sure it's a female physician, so you won't be too uncomfortable." I sigh and continue, "Look, it's good to be careful, you're a beautiful girl, and people can take advantage"—I see her look down shyly—"but not to to the point where you distrust everyone without reason." "It's not like that, I'm fine." She sighs and continues, "It can be a male doctor too. I really don't care." I chide her, "Don't force yourself. It's normal to be a little self-conscious." Headlines about recent scandals pop into my head, and I grimace, "We'll get a female physician for sure. I'll be more comfortable that way as well." "Okay," //Is she really okay? She sounds a little strange.// "Then we'll do that."

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"$girlNick, are you really okay?" I hesitate, not sure if I should bring it up, but carry on, "Yesterday, you were very adamant about not wanting someone else to massage you." She responds in a frail voice, "I know, I'm sorry." "You don't have to apologize." I plead, "Please, just tell me how you're really feeling. You know that you can talk to me about things, right? If something is wrong, you need to tell me. Otherwise, I'll worry about you, okay." "I know, but really, nothing is wrong," she pauses for a second, "I really don't know why I reacted like that yesterday. I'm not lying. I'm not that shy." She's silent for a moment then continues, <><<if $girlPst === 0>><<= $D08S01Pst0>><<elseif $girlPst === 1>><<= $D08S01Pst1>><<else>><<= $D08S01Pst2>><</if>><>

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I stir the rice that's in the skillet. //Looks translucent, it's probably ready.//I grab the bottle of white wine and pour it into the skillet. I cover the rice and onions with the wine, then wait for about a minute for most of it to dissipate. //I hope she's going to like this. She said it's her first time having it.// I then take the lid of the pan with the stock, put it away, grab a spoon, and pour some of the stock into the skillet. I stir the risotto carefully and wait for the stock to start boiling again. I feel butterflies in my stomach. //It should be fine, $girlName loves it, so I'm sure she'll like it too.// I turn down the heat, and leave the stock to simmer. I walk to the fridge and take out broccoli and the sea bass. //Luckily, I had been planning to make fish this week.// I close the fridge and look at my reflection. //I'm looking good.// I nod in satisfaction and start to prepare the broccoli. I take a small pan, put a tiny layer of water into it, and add some salt. I put the broccoli down on the cutting board, then move back to the skillet with risotto to stir it and add some more stock. I then start cutting the broccoli—I slice off the stem and put the top of the broccoli straight into the pan. Then, I clean up the stem, cut it into chunks, and drop them into the water. //It needs about 10 minutes total, so let's put it away for now.// I move back to the stove again to stir the risotto and add more stock, then move back to the cutting board to prepare the fish. //I wonder when Sarah'll get here.// <<if $Points['Sarah'] > 0>>I find myself smiling as I think about her. //What will she be wearing this time? A dress again? Or something else?// I shake off any excess flour of the fish <<else>> I first use a paper towel to pat the fish dry, then take some flour, mixed with salt and pepper, and drench the fish in it, shaking off any excess flour.<</if>> //It takes about three to four minutes for each side.// I look at the clock; the risotto needs at least another twenty minutes to be ready. //Let's make a little sauce after as well.// I move back to the stove, add some stock, and stir for a while. <<if $Points['Sarah'] > 0>>//I wonder when she'll get here. I hope it's soon, I want to see her again.//<<else>>//I hope it won't be awkward with $girlName around.<</if>> I take a tasting spoon and taste it. //Still way too hard. It could use a little salt, too.// I add some salt to it, then grab a bunch of garlic, fresh herbs, and a lemon to make the sauce with. I dice the garlic and cut the herbs, then put everything aside. I move back to the stove to stir the risotto and add stock, then look at the time; about another fifteen minutes, and it'll be ready. I walk back to the fridge and take out the Parmesan cheese and grate a chunk of it. With everything ready to go, I relax and get back to the stove. I keep adding stock gradually as I stir. I hear footsteps approach. Without looking behind me, I ask, "Done swimming already? Dinner'll be ready soon. I'm just waiting for Sarah now—" I feel arms wrap around my stomach from behind and hear her whisper in my ear, "There's no need to wait, I'm here already." She sniffs the air, then my neck, and kisses it. "It smells amazing." "Hey," I turn around and look at Sarah; she's wearing a stylish white blouse and creased pants, which make her legs look even longer. Her wavy auburn hair makes a great contrast with the white. "You made it." She nods, smiling brightly. "Of course! What did you think?"

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I grab her hands and pull her close to me. I kiss her softly on the lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She kisses me back, and her hand wraps around my waist. I pull away from her and say, "I need to stir the risotto and finish cooking. It'll be done soon." "Sure," she smiles mischievously, "I promise I won't distract you." Having a foreboding feeling, I turn around to face the stove again and add more stock. I feel her move closer and wrap her arms around me, hugging me from behind. I can feel the warmth of her breath on my neck. I ignore her and continue cooking, taking the tasting spoon to taste the risotto. //Not too much longer.// I take the pan with broccoli, sprinkle some salt on top of it, put the lid on it, and put it on the stove. I take a small skillet, put some olive oil and butter into it, then grab the fish. I feel her hands stroking my stomach and hear her whisper, "You're so sexy when you're cooking." She presses her body into my back, and I feel myself growing more aroused as I feel her breasts press into me. //Fuck, this damn tease.// I take a deep breath and calm myself. //Focus. Focus on the food.// While I wait for the oil to be hot enough, I stir the risotto and add more stock. I then add the fish to the small skillet. I feel Sarah placing kisses all over my neck as she hugs me. She whispers into my ear, "You're so tense. I think you've been under too much pressure lately. I'll need to help you relax a little." I freeze and imagine how she might help me—I shake my head and ask, "Relax?" I scoff, "How can I relax with you harassing me?" "Doesn't it"— she nibbles on my earlobe— "feel good?" "It does, but you know what I mean," I shake her off and continue cooking. I turn the fish over, and keep an eye on the risotto. She wraps her arms around me again, and I ask her, "Can you make yourself useful and set the table?" "So cold." She lets go of me, "Promise me, you'll kiss me as much as I want after you're done." I blush slightly and reply, "I promise." Sarah giggles, and asks uncomfortably, "Will your $manwomanToboygirlRel be coming?" I chuckle. "Of course not. They've probably eaten already, don't worry." "Ah, okay." She sounds relieved. //Having them here would be awkward, indeed.// She moves away from me towards the dining room. The fish is done, and I put it on a plate to free the skillet. I deglaze the skillet with some wine, and remove the browned bits of fish. I heat the pan, wait for most of the liquid to be gone, and add some butter. While waiting for the butter to melt, I turn off the heat on the risotto and add the grated Parmesan cheese. I stir it into the risotto and leave it to rest for a while. Then, I add the garlic and fresh herbs to the skillet, to sauté it. I add some stock to the skillet, and while I wait for it to bubble, I drain the broccoli and put it aside. Finally, I added some lemon juice and butter to the skillet, completing the sauce. Dinner is ready to be served.

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I yell, "Sarah!" and wait for her to come over. She peeks her head into the kitchen and looks at me. "Food's ready. Could you go and check on $girlNick?" She nods, "Sure. Be right back." I walk into the dining room. She has set the table for the three of us, putting down plates, silverware, napkins, and even a candle set. //Looks romantic.// I smile and take the plates to the kitchen. I put a few spoons of risotto on each plate, then put the fish on top of it. I drizzle some of the garlic lemon sauce on the fish, and then put the broccoli on the edge of the plate, surrounding the rice. //Looks good.// I finish dressing the dishes and hear the door to the backyard open. $girlName walks into the kitchen; her hair is wet, and she's wearing her swimsuit. I smile at her and ask, "Hungry?" She smiles, rubs her tummy, and says, "Like a horse." I look at Sarah, who walks into the kitchen following my $girlRel, and tell them, "Grab a plate." They grab one each, then we walk into the dining room together. Sarah smells the plate and says, "It smells amazing, really." We sit down at the table. I sit in front of Sarah, and $girlName sits to the right of Sarah. She smiles as well as she sniffs the air and says, "It always does." "Bon Appétit," I tell them and start to eat. A few seconds pass in silence with only the sounds of chewing audible. I glance at Sarah to see if she's enjoying the meal; she notices and says, "I've never had anything as tasty as this." "Thank you," I reply, happy with the reaction. "Where did you learn how to cook?" Sarah asks. "By just doing it. I looked up recipes online and tried my best," I smile and continue, "In the past, $girlName hated rice. It was always a struggle to make her eat it. That is... until I made her risotto. She instantly fell in love with it, and now we eat it once a week." I look at my $girlRel and see her smiling shyly. "It's true." She then says, "But tonight, it's even tastier than it normally is." "You like the little sauce I put on the fish? It's something new that I'm trying out." "It's great," Sarah chimes in, then says, "You really are a great cook. I wish I could eat here every day." "I'm glad I lived up to your expectations." I smile and say, "I know that $girlName has been hyping me up, so I was afraid I would fail to live up to that." She laughs and says, "If anything, she has been underselling you. And I think I know why..." I meet her eyes, and she says, teasingly, "If she told the truth, how could she keep you all to herself?" I laugh and look at my $girlRel. She's looking down at her plate, ignoring Sarah's teasing. Sarah continues, "Truly, the more I get to know you, the more attractive you become." She takes a bite of her food, then continues in a sultry voice, "After we're done eating, I'll need to"— she glances at $girlName "show you my appreciation." She winks, and I feel my face grow flushed. I look at my $girlRel and see her start to blush. She continues devouring the food rapidly. I gulp, not sure how to respond, and finally utter, "Th-there's no need." She just smiles, satisfied, and we keep eating. Soon, $girlName gets up from her chair and says, "I've got a lot of homework, and I need to shower, so I'll be going up." She walks out of the dining room, then glances back over her shoulder, looking a little uncomfortable. I smile at her and wave, and see her smile back in response. I look back at Sarah and see her smiling. "You're so cute together." I frown and ask, "Did you have fun teasing her?" "Yes, very much. She's quite adorable when she's embarrassed. She doesn't know how to hide her feelings." "You really //are// the worst."

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I lie down my fork and knife on the plate and look at Sarah; she's chewing the last of her food, her cheeks bulging as she swallows it, and puts the silverware down. She leans back in her chair and looks up at me. I get up and start clearing the table, placing the plates and utensils into the dishwasher. I look at the bottle of wine; it's nearly empty. There's just enough for one glass left over. I take two glasses and split the wine into three parts, giving myself most of it. I then take the glasses over to the dining room and see Sarah standing by the window, looking out. I move beside her and give her one of the glasses. She looks up, takes it, and smiles. We look out of the window for a while, and I feel her grasp my hand. She takes in the wine's aroma and asks, amused, "Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have your way with me?" "Do I need to get you drunk for that?" She stays silent and leans into me, putting her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and hold her close. We finish our wine and put the glasses down on the window sill, and I look at her; she smiles at me and squeezes my hand in anticipation.

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I pull her to me and kiss her. She kisses me back passionately, opening her mouth slightly, letting my tongue inside. I run my hands through her hair, feeling her soft locks between my fingers. Our tongues twist and entwine, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight against me. Her hands move over my back, caressing me all over. Our kiss grows deeper and more passionate, our tongues swirling together, and I start to pant and stroke her back; I notice her panting as well, excited. She lifts one of her legs, placing it next to me, and pulls me closer, grinding herself against me. She moans softly, her lips parting as she sucks on my tongue—I moan in response. I run my hand down her back and place it on her ass, then pull her closer, and grind against her. //She's so soft.// Her breathing is labored. I stick my hand down her pants, into her panties, and feel her soft skin and warm flesh—she freezes up and gasp but lets me continue; I place my hands on her ass cheeks and knead them. //I can't believe she's letting me do this.// She stops grinding against me and places her hand on my chest, creating some distance between us as we make out. I look at her face; it's flushed, and she's out of breath. Our eyes meet, and she smiles at me, then presses her lips against mine, pushing he tongue into my mouth. Our kissing grows more primal; I feel her hand moving up and down through the fabric: it presses into my stomach as it moves up and down. //She's masturbating‽// Small moans escape from her lips as I start to grind against her more eagerly; she leans her head back, breaking our kiss, and begins to pant and moan with ragged breath. I place kisses all over her neck and tenderly suckle on her earlobe—she moans loudly and shivers and exclaims while panting, "Oh god! Yes! Fuck yes!" //Is she‽// I look at her face; she has her eyes closed and her mouth open, she is panting hard. I stop massaging her ass and just hold her quivering body against mine, supporting her as she trembles in orgasmic bliss. She gasps and whimpers and I feel her body go limp. I slowly let go of her, and she leans on the wall. Her face is flushed, and she's still panting heavily. She turns to me and gives me a shy smile, then says, "Thank you." She hesitates for a while and then asks, "Do you want me to"—she pauses and glances down at my crotch—"return the favor?" //Fuck yes!// I take a deep breath, and calm down. //Take it slow. She's only <<= toWords('girlAge')>> years old.// Finally, I answer. "Only if you are comfortable with it." I smile and say, "If you're not sure, then, just don't. I don't want you to regret it later. We can take things slow." She nods, thinks for a second, then smiles shyly as she moves towards me and asks, "Can we go to your room?"

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I lead her up the stairs, and into my room. I close the door behind us and lead her to the bed. I feel my heart thumping in my chest. We stand next to the bed, and she looks at me, blushing. I smile at her and ask, "Have you made up your mind?" She nods and looks me in the eyes. "I have. It's scary, but exciting too." She moves closer to me and takes my hand. "I want to do this." I kiss her lips gently, and she responds, kissing me back. She starts to fumble with my belt, undoing it, and unzips my pants. She breaks our kiss and pulls down my pants and then my boxers. My dick jumps out and stands straight up, throbbing and swollen. She looks at it, then at me, and giggles nervously. She motions for me to sit down on the bed, and I comply. She sits down next to me and places her hand on my thigh. She strokes my leg, gathering her courage, and says, "This is my first time doing anything like this." "You're doing fine." //She's so adorable when she's being shy like this.// I smile at her encouragingly. "It's my first time too." She looks at me and smiles, then looks back down at my cock. She slowly wraps her hand around it and gasps in surprise, "It's so hot!" She starts stroking it slowly, getting used to it. I put my hands down on the bed behind me, lean back, and enjoy the feeling of her soft hand on my shaft. I feel heat spread through my body. <<if $Points['Sarah'] > 0>>//She really is amazing!//<</if>> I look at her face; her eyes are glued to my erect penis. //So cute!// She strokes up and down gently, tightening her grip as she nears the tip, causing me to grunt in pleasure. //I can't believe this is happening.// I shiver, and a small droplet of pre-cum spills out, running down my shaft onto her soft hands. She looks up at me, smiles, and asks, "Am I doing okay?" "Kee-keep going," I pant, pleasure surging through my body; she continues to stroke me, and I start to breathe heavier. I begin to thrust my hips, trying to push my dick into her hand. She keeps stroking me, and I moan softly, "You're doing great, you're amazing." She giggles and starts stroking me more confidently, increasing her pace. I look at her face; she's totally immersed, and I see her other hand rubbing her own thigh. I grunt and warn her, "I-I'm about to co-come." "Okay!" She moves her other hand into position and starts pumping me faster. I thrust my hips up, and she follows along, meeting my thrusts. I hear her panting and look at her face; it's flushed, her arousal obvious. I feel my balls tighten and my whole body tense. I moan loudly, moving my hips as fast as I can—I shiver and explode, waves of pleasure roll over me as I fill her hands with my cum. She gasps in surprise and looks at me; I smile at her, and she keeps stroking up and down, milking me dry, until I am completely spent. I can feel my orgasm slowly subsiding. I take deep breaths, and she releases my now flaccid, sticky member. She looks at her hands and the mess I've made, and she laughs. She looks at me and smiles shyly, "That was fun."

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I smile back and tell her, "But I sure made a mess. Come, let's go and get you cleaned up." I get up from the bed and move into the bathroom that connects my and my $girlRel's rooms. I look at the door to her room, and notice that it's not closed shut; I look at it confused, then put it out of my mind as Sarah walks in after me. She washes her hands, and I wash my crotch. She hands me a towel to dry, and I see her smile as she looks at me. She then says, "It's so small and cute right now." Feeling self-conscious, I quickly dry myself and pull up my briefs and pants. She continues to tease me, "Next time, I really want to see how it works. I want to see it... grow." I feel blood rush to my cheeks, and I glance at my $girlRel's door, afraid she might be able to hear us talk. I don't reply and just grab her hands and pull her into my embrace, kissing her deeply; she moans softly and wraps her arms around me. I break our kiss and lead her back to my bedroom. I look at the clock; it's time about time for her to go home. I look at her and say, "Your mom's about to be here." She nods reluctantly and says, "Right."

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"Let's go down." I lead her out of my room, down the stairs, and we walk to the gate at the street. We stand there, waiting for her mom to show up. We stand in silence for a while, holding each other's hand. "You don't regret it, right?" She looks at me and smiles, then looks back at the house, and answers, "No, I don't." She squeezes my hand and says, "In fact, I'm looking forward to the next time." I smile and kiss her cheek, <<if $Points['Sarah'] > 0>>and tell her, "Me too. I'm so happy that I asked you out."<<else>>and enjoy each other's company.<</if>> We hear the sound of tires approaching, and we look towards the direction it's coming from. "That'll be your mom." "Yes." I feel her look at me, and she asks, "We'll see each other tomorrow again, right?" "Right. We'll be there at about a quarter to twelve to pick you up." The car arrives, and I smile at Sarah's mother. She smiles back and waves, then opens the passenger door. Sarah turns to me, smiles, and says, "See you tomorrow." She hugs me tight and kisses me on the lips. I hug her back, and finally, we let go. She gets into the car with her mother. I wave at her as she drives off.

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I knock on my $girlRel's door, and hear her answer, "Come in!" I open the door, walk inside; she's sitting at the desk, doing her homework. She looks up at me, then looks away, shyly blushing. "She's gone home?" "Yep. You doing okay with your homework?" I move over to the desk and ask, "Need any help?" "Not really." She shows you the paper that she's writing on and says, "I've been writing an essay for my language studies. Could you review it?" I read its title, "I'm Successful When", and skim through it; the general theme of the writing is about when a person is considered successful. She lays out various perspectives and the method by which success is judged. She starts the list by viewing a person through a biological lens and notes one is successful when one has offspring and passes on their genes; she then lays out the perspective of a materialistic society, where one is successful upon attaining great wealth; the viewpoint of an academic, where one is successful when making a significant discovery, being cited by peers, or when winning a Nobel prize; through the eyes of a religious institution, where one must study the canons and doctrines diligently and follow them arduously; or...

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I look at my $girlRel and tell her, "You're not using arduously correctly here. What is its definition?" I see her frown and answer, "Strictly?" "That's wrong. For example, an arduous task. Meaning, a task that is troublesome and difficult." I pause and continue, "Or an arduous journey. Meaning a long, exhausting journey. While a life of following religious doctrine strictly may be arduous, it doesn't mean you follow the rules arduously." She nods and says, "I see, you're right, thank you." She thinks for a while, and says, "I don't think strictly reads well, so I was looking for something meaning the same thing." "Hmm, what about rigorously?" I shake my head and continue, "No, that sounds too uncaring and cold. Faithfully?" "Faithfully?" She nods. "That fits with the theme as well. And doesn't make them sound quite as cold, like they're following the rules without thought. I like it." She takes up the pen and strikes out arduously, replacing it with faithfully.

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She hands the paper back to me, and I continue reading it; curiously, despite all the perspectives laid out, she never talks about evaluating one's own success at all, seemingly intentionally. I keep reading, and she begins to give multiple examples, analyzing their success through the various frames of reference's criteria, showing that success is relative and depends on the lens the person is being viewed through. She then looks at the definition of success, stating that it's defined as "The accomplishment of an aim or purpose", and starts to analyze the previous examples based on a person's own measure of them being a success or not. She shows that evaluation often coincides with the assessment of others from the group the person wants to belong to or curry favor with, giving another definition for success to be "The attainment of favor or eminence". She notes that both definitions are deficient, for she has shown through her examples that one can be considered a success through one and not the other. She then offers an even stranger example of a mathematician who aims to solve an unsolvable problem, who dedicates himself to scholastic pursuits. He is considered a failure by materialistic society due to living a life of poverty, a failure by academics for never making any new discoveries, a failure from a biological perspective due to never having any offspring, and finally, a failure through the first definition, for not having solved the impossible. And yet, he did not despair. He was happy, content in life, and passed without regret. She then asks, "Was he a success, then?" In the concluding section of the essay, she writes about assessing whether you yourself have been successful or not; she writes about the principle of valuing the journey over the destination, taking into account happiness and satisfaction. Based on those, she gives a rough third definition for success as "To do something satisfyingly". But she also notes that this definition is deficient, for there are cases where the journey becomes meaningless through the choice of destination. She proves this by narrating the life of a woman who felt unloved by her parents as a child. In a bid to obtain their favor, she showed great diligence in her academic studies and extracurricular activities; she won many awards, obtained great fame and wealth, and lived a pious life. Her parents were happy that their child reflected well on them, and they were credited with bringing up such a successful and respected woman. Yet, in the end, the woman was unhappy, for she did not truly obtain her parents' love. She asks the question, "Was she successful, then?" and ends the essay without answering. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I read the question. I put the essay back down, crouch down next to her, and ask, "$girlNick, do you really feel this way?" She seems surprised by my emotional reaction, and slowly shakes her head. "No, I don't." "I asked you about this before, and you said that then, too. And I believed you." I grab her hand, holding it gently, and continue, "But when I read this, I can't help but wonder." "Wonder about what?" "Whether or not you're telling the truth." She smiles and says, "I am, truly." She sighs. "How to explain. Certainly, I used to think that way. I used to come up with all kinds of plans and plots to make them love me, and you're right, when I won my first prize for my swimming, I was so happy because they showed interest in me and I thought that if I kept on winning, they would come to love me." I see tears form in her eyes as she speaks, "But, none of those plans"—her lip quivers—"ever worked, and I realized they did not show interest in //me// when I won those medals but instead were just basking in my glory."

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I hug her and feel tears run down my cheek and ask, "Then why, why keep swimming?" "Because that girl in the story isn't me." She looks at me and smiles, "Didn't you notice? That girl doesn't have a $boyRel, I do." I feel my lips tremble as I see tears roll down her cheek. I pull her close and we hug each other for a while. Finally, I kiss her forehead and tell her, "I love you." "I know," she wipes her tears away and continues, "I know. I love you too. And trust me, I'm swimming because I like it. I like to win and to be praised. And it's true, when I was writing this essay, I was thinking of that old me who was desperately craving their affection." She smiles at me reassuringly, "But I've changed. I've grown up and realized that they're not worthy of such efforts. My goals and dreams no longer involve them." She's silent for a second, then smiles shyly and says, "Did you forget what I told you last week? When I told you about my dreams, did you hear me mention them at all?" Her voice grows steely. "They're practically strangers to me. If they're happy that I'm doing well, good for them, but what's it got to do with me. When I'm standing on that podium giving my thank you speech, I'll mention you, my coaches, friends, and everyone else but //them//, I won't even mention them in passing." I frown; she notices and smiles bitterly, "I know, I'm kinda proving myself wrong"—she takes a deep breath—"and I admit, I am sad that they don't love me, and that I am angry about it. "And that my hatred of them motivates me, and that I want to show them, ‘this is what you missed out on.‘ and make them regret it." I stay silent for a while, just looking at her. //This hatred... It isn't healthy.// I unclench my fist. //Not that I don't understand.// //But, what to do. If the anger helps motivate her and gives her that final push, isn't it good? She's still young, and we can deal with her, no our, feelings toward them later, once we're independent and time has done its thing.// I look at her and smile awkwardly and say, "Sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you. I guess I just needed some more convincing." "No, it's fine." She hesitates, "Truthfully, writing the essay did make me remember some bad things, and I kind of wanted to talk about it. But it's also convinced me that I really have changed"—she smiles sadly—"and I no longer feel as sad. So, thanks for listening to me." I squeeze her hand gently and tell her, "It's normal to be sad, even to be mad." I think back to my conversation with our $womanRel and think about my own feelings towards her. I feel my body tense up and say, "I'm mad too." //Was I right to keep her away from $girlName?// I frown, uncertain, thinking about it. She suddenly says, "It's stupid, isn't it. In the first place, why should I have to try and //earn// their favor? They're supposed to love me, unconditionally." "You're right. You're totally right." I scoff, "'$WomanRelly love', was it? Blind and all-encompassing? Where, where was she then?"" I take a deep breath, trying my best to calm down. //I was right to keep her away. She wants to absolve her guilt for abandoning us all those years.// I look at my $girlRel and frown again. //She did seem truthful. Is she really just trying to use us to make herself feel better? Or am I consumed by anger and resentment and not seeing things clearly?// We both stay silent for a while, seemingly in thought. //Either way, it doesn't matter. I wasn't wrong to keep them apart, the timing is bad, she's under enough stress as it is and needs to focus on her swimming.// After a while, I feel her look at me, and she asks, "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing." I shake my head. "Just the past, and that it can't be changed." I give her a smile and ask, "Feeling a bit better yet?" "A little," she smiles back, "thanks for listening to me vent and letting me get it off my chest."

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I clean up the table and tell my sister, "We'll need to leave in about an hour. So go relax a little, but make sure you're to go." She nods and helps me clean up after our lunch, then we both walk up the stairs and go into our rooms. I walk to the wardrobe and rife through it thinking about what to wear. I pick out a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt. Then I take off my shirt and put on the new one. I grab a thin cotton no-sweat cardigan and put that on as well. I look at myself in the mirror. //Good enough.// I walk up to the computer, sit down and turn it on. I look at the time; I have about twenty-five minutes left. I start to think about things I need to do. //I should check up on mom and see if she has found an attorney yet to hire Paul and Mike formally.// I make a note of it, and continue thinking. //I really should talk to Julia again about her getting massaged regularly as well as finding a good physiotherapist to do it.// I make another note, and check my e-mail. There's a new e-mail from Jane, the nutritionist. I open it, and look at her suggestions regarding my $girlRel's diet. I open up the schedule I made earlier, revise it, and add the new meals. I lean back in my chair and roll my shoulders, and keep thinking about what else I have to do. //An agent? I could try asking Mike later today. A sport's physician could also be good to make sure she doesn't injure herself now that she's training so hard.// I add it to the list. //She's said that her emotions have been all over the place. She's also under considerable stress, so meeting with a sport's psychologist every now and then might be good as well.// I open the schedule again, look at it, and shake my head. //She's really spending too much time at school and on her homework. //Since she's a competitive athlete, it should be possible to arrange something. Maybe we can just homeschool her and have her take the tests at school and keep her enrolled officially.// I smirk as I think back to an old argument between our mother and me. //She did always say that Julia should just get homeschooled as I had been in the past. It was me who argued against it vehemently for a long time and demanded that she and I be sent to a regular school.// I smile as I reminiscence. //At least she got to grow up somewhat normal and had the chance to make some friends.// I look at the time again; I have about ten minutes left. I stop my reminiscing and continue thinking about the present, looking at the list I've made. //Check, check, check...// I nod, satisfied. //This should do, now to fill all these positions and finalize the daily schedule, and then I'll be able to relax a little.//

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I walk into the bathroom, taking a towel for my hair with me. I take off my cardigan, put it aside, then wash my hair and dry it with the towel. I dry it further with the hairdryer and apply styling clay, combing my hair into its desired model. I hear the door open and look over my shoulder; Julia walks into the bathroom. She smiles at me and greets me, "Hi." "Hey. Do you need to use the toilet?" "Nah"—she moves next to me—"just going to do my hair and makeup." I nod and keep combing my hair. She washes her hair in the sink, and I hand her my mostly-dry towel. She thanks me and dries her hair. She puts a cup of coconut oil on a candle burner, and waits a few seconds for the oil to be warm, then takes the oil and pours it onto her hands, and starts massaging it into her scalp and hair. I watch her and say, "Damn chlorine." She just smiles wryly and keeps massaging the oil into her hair, then combs her hair with a wide-tooth comb, and finally, rinses it out thoroughly. She then takes a conditioner and applies it to her hair. I hear her sigh, and she puts her hair into a ponytail behind her head and begins to braid it, then rolls it up and turns it into a bun. She secures the knot using bobby pins and a hairnet, then looks at me and says, "Done, damn chlorine indeed." She starts to do her makeup as we talk, and I ask, "I'd promised to take you shopping for a techsuit," she looks at me as I pause; I grin, "Wanna go next Monday after school?" "Yes! I've been looking forward to this," she's practically beaming as she continues, "you said I could pick any I wanted, right?" "Yep. You have everything you need?" "I think so. Goggles, swimsuit, towel, flippers, swim log, shampoo, conditioner, and a comb." She nods, "That should be it." "Okay, it's about time to go. I'll go grab my things, finish putting on your makeup and join me in my room."

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I pull into the parking lot and park the car. I get out of it and wait for my $girlRel and Sarah to get out, then we walk to the pool building's entrance together. We enter and head towards the changing booths, grabbing a few clothes hangers on our way. We enter stalls next to each other; Sarah and $girlName go into one, I go in the other, and get changed. A few minutes later, we all emerge, go to the lockers to put away our stuff, then head to the shower room. I stand on one side of it, my $girlRel and Sarah stand on the other in front of me. I shower myself, focusing on wetting my hair thoroughly, and look at the girl as they shower; $girlName is wearing a regular one-piece swimming suit and is drenching her hair, trying to get it to suck up as much of it as possible to protect her hair from the chlorine. Sarah is wearing a bikini top and bottom and is washing her body. I meet her eyes, and she smiles, and she starts washing her chest area; She lathers soap onto her breasts and begins to rub them, massaging her bikini top with her hands. I feel myself staring and look back up into her eyes; she's grins and winks. I glance over at $girlName; she's also looking at Sarah and glances at me. She quickly looks away, and puts on her swimming cap. She then says, "I'll go ahead," and leaves. I answer, "I'll be right over," then get back to washing myself. A few seconds later, I see Sarah moving over to me. She stands under the shower with me and runs her hand along my abdomen, following along my muscles. I enjoy her touching me, and see her smiling. She moves closer to me and places her lips against mine. She kisses me softly, and then more passionately. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close to me, pressing her body into mine. Her breasts are pressed against my chest, and I can feel her nipples poking into me through her bikini top. I push my tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply. I feel her hand move down to my crotch and start rubbing my cock through my bathing suit. I break our kiss and, while panting, say, "Stop it, someone could walk in at any moment." She glances around, then looks down at my crotch; I'm pitching a tent in my speedos and the outline of my erect cock is clearly visible. She then asks, "Do you really want to go to the pool like that? I didn't know you were an exhibitionist." "Who's the exhibitionist‽" I ask her incredulously, then say, "I'll just wait a bit to calm down." She frowns and looks around, then sighs. "Okay, you're right. I got a little carried away." I grab her chin and kiss her, this time more gently and sensually. I then tell her, "I'm not trying to complain," I grin, "I'm not that crazy, but we gotta be smart about things." "You're right." She smiles, "Come, I'll wash your back." I turn around, and she starts to scrub my back. Her hands are soft and gentle; she kneads the muscles in my back, then starts rubbing my shoulders and neck. "You're so tense," she keeps massaging and says, "Are you under that much pressure?" "No, it's nothing serious. There's just a lot that needs to be done, and I've been working hard." "It must be difficult for you," she says, "to take care of your sister." She wraps her arms around me, hugging me from behind, and starts kissing the side of my neck, then says, "But you have me now to help you relax." With a seductive voice, she continues, "I'll take good care of you, I promise." I feel myself blush, and she teases, "Am I making it hard for you to calm down?" //This fucking tease.// I take a deep breath and ignore her teasing, willing myself to calm down. I wrestle free from her embrace then tell her, "Let's go to the pool. I've got to talk to Mike."

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I walk towards the Olympic pool with Sarah trailing behind me. We walk alongside the poolside, and I greet one of my $girlRel's teammates who's resting by hanging onto a lane line near the edge. He waves back at me, and we continue on our way towards Mike. I look at the water and see that $girlName is already doing her warmup, swimming laps. She sees me and I smile at her, then walk up to Mike. "Hey," I greet him, and Sarah stands next to me, maintaining some distance between us. "Hey," he replies, looks at Sarah and gives her a nod, then asks, "How're you doing?" "Good, but busy," I smile, "but that's not a problem." He slaps my shoulder and says, "It's good to be busy. You gonna swim yourself today as well?" "Later," I look at my $girlRel as she swims and ask, "How's her progress?" "Not bad," Mike replies, "but you're still settling into the new regime. Give it a couple of weeks, and you'll start to really see its effect."

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"Speaking of, she had a bad muscle cramp from working too hard. I suggested we get someone to massage her regularly"—I frown—"but she wasn't willing, saying she wasn't comfortable with it." He frowns, "Strange. She's had rubdowns before and after events, and it wasn't a problem then." He sighs, "Getting recovery massages regularly would be great. She'll keep getting cramps otherwise." He pauses, then asks, "Want me to talk to her about it?" "No"—I shake my head—"I actually talked about it with her already, and she said she's okay with it." I pause and sigh, "Still, I'm a little worried, so thought I'd mention it." "It's good. Let's keep an eye on things, and see what happens." Sarah pulls on my hand and I look at her, "If you're worried, I can try talking with her. Maybe she'll be more comfortable discussing it with me." I smile at her and nod, "That could work, thanks." I look back at Mike and ask, "What are her chances of qualifying for the LSC Championship?" He frowns and says, "She'll qualify for all the long-distance events, and maybe, the one-hundred-free. The qualifying times haven't been posted yet, but I know she'll have a hard time making it. And frankly speaking, qualifying is all. She won't be placing too well. <><<if $girlPst === 0>><<= $D09S02Pst0>><<elseif $girlPst === 1>><<= $D09S02Pst1>><<else>><<= $D09S02Pst2>><</if>><> I watch $girlName swim for a while, and talk with Sarah in the meantime. Mike goes back to coaching and corrects my $girlRel's and her teammates' mistakes every now and then. I look at Sarah and ask, "You wanna swim a couple of laps too?" She shakes her head and says, "Maybe later, I don't feel like it right now." She smiles at me and pushes me forward gently, "You should go, though." "Okay, I'll just do a few laps." I go down into the water, getting used to the temperature, then wait for the girl—Katie—to reach the wall. She swims over, smiles at me, and asks, "Hi $boyName, you gonna swim some laps?" "Yep. Go ahead, I'll go after." She nods and swims away. I wait about ten seconds, then swim after her with breaststrokes.

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I get out of the water and smile at Sarah, telling her, "Done. I've gotta ask Mike one more thing, after that, we can go to the exercise pool. It should be empty." She nods and follows me towards Mike. I greet him, "Hey Mike, had another question." "What's up?" "I've been thinking, should we be getting an agent now that she wants to go pro?" He thinks for a while, then says, "No, it's too early. Frankly, she isn't good enough yet, and she doesn't have enough achievements." I nod and say, "Then—" "But, next year, if everything goes alright and she does as well as I think she will, I'll introduce you to someone. He's a junior agent at a big agency right here in the city. Excellent Sports Management, heard of 'em?" I shake my head, "Not really. I haven't looked too much in it." "With an agent, you really want to go with one of the big firms. You're going to them for their connections, after all, a small-timer will be of no use. This is one of the behemoths in golfing and baseball, but they don't have too many swimmers signed, so that department is quite small. "They know what they're doing, though, and normally they wouldn't accept a nobody like your $girlRel," he grins and continues, "Even with my recommendation, she might not get in. She'll have to work hard and perform well to have a shot." "Thanks, Mike, I'm sure she won't disappoint, and it means a lot to me that you're willing to recommend her." "No probl—James! Don't hang onto the line!" he shouts and suddenly walks away, and I just look at Sarah and motion my head for her to follow me towards the exercise pool, then grab her hand.

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We walk to the exercise pool hand in hand and get into the water. This pool is much shallower than the Olympic pool and warmer. I feel Sarah staring at me as we walk, and I meet her eyes. "Nobody will bother us here." I wink at her, and see her blush, then continue, "This pool is for teaching novices and for some basic warmup." We walk down the staircase, going into the water. I look at Sarah and ask, "You weren't bored waiting for me?" She shakes her head and says, "Not really. I talked a little with the people resting, and Mike." She smiles and teases, "Plus, I was watching you, so how could I be bored?" I pose for her, clutching my hands into fists and flexing my biceps, then ask her, "How do you like my guns?" She giggles and shakes her head, "Guns? But yes, I do like them." I grab her hand, drag her into the pool, and swim around with her. She kicks her legs and swims in circles with me, following me. I'm way faster than she is, and soon, she grows tired and hangs onto my leg to stop me. She pulls on it, pulling me towards her. We wrestle in the water, playfully pushing each other under the water. I enjoy the sensation of her body; I grope her all over and feel her hands on my body, exploring it. I grow bolder; I grope her breasts and ass and pull her close to me, pressing her against me. She then grabs my ass and kisses me, abandoning all pretense. I feel myself growing more and more aroused as she begins to slowly grind against me. //She can feel it.// My hardening cock presses against her stomach through the thin fabric of my speedo. //I'm sure she can—// I feel her hands on my stomach, and she pushes me and swims away. She looks over her shoulder as she does so, with a mischievous expression on her face. "You're not getting away so easy!" I shout and rush after her, quickly catching up with her. I grab her ankle, pull her towards me, and embrace her from behind. She wriggles and manages to turn her body towards me. I forcefully press my lips against hers, our lips pressing together as though fighting for air. Our kissing grows more heated and passionate, our hands roaming freely along our bodies—she breaks free, pulls me under, and pushes me down into the water, and sits down on my shoulders. //Is she trying to drown me? But...// Her crotch is right in front of me; the green bikini is pulled taut against her flesh, revealing the outline of her puffy labia and the smooth skin of her inner thighs. My feet land on the ground. I bend my knees, then push off with all my strength, launching the both of us upwards. I break the water surface, and she falls down backward onto it; her feet wrapped around my neck, her knees spread apart. She lifts her head and looks at my face between her legs. I gulp and meet her eyes as if asking permission. I look down at her, at her crotch, just inches away from me, then back to her face. I gather my courage and move my face closer, right up to it. I place a small peck right between her lips at the top of her vagina. She squirms, then says, "Stop it!" She wriggles free as I move away. //Maybe she's not ready.// "It tickles." She swims right up to me, hugs me, and starts grinding her body against me again, clearly excited. She kisses my neck, then whispers into my ear, "Sorry, I'll let you have a taste soon, I promise." I feel my penis grow fully erect as I grab her chin and kiss her eagerly. She moans softly, and our tongues entwine as we kiss passionately. Her hands roam over my body, touching my back and then my ass. I ram her into the wall as we make out, feeling her soft, budding breasts press against me. She tugs on my speedo desperately, pulling it down my leg and freeing my penis. I feel her hands on it, stroking it as we're pressed against the wall, grinding at each other. I line it up with her crotch and press it against her bikini bottoms; they're stretched tight across her labia. I grind into her as I begin to grunt, enjoying the feeling of my penis gliding along her lips up towards her clitoris. After a few thrusts, she pushes me away again and says, "Wait, I want to show you something. She grabs my hand and swims towards the pool's edge. Reaching it, she stops, turns around, and points down, and as if on command, a jet of high-pressure water spouts out of the outlet. She meets my eyes again and asks, "Why do you think we come here after practice?"

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I'm panting from excitement and say, "Because it feels good to get massaged?" "Massaged?" She nods, "Yes... Let me show you." She turns around to face the pool's edge, then grabs hold of it. She lets her body float away from the wall, then moves over so that she's floating in front of the jet; the stream hits her stomach, and she lifts herself up in the water, aiming it right at her crotch. She gasps, "Ohhh..." and closes her eyes, moving her hips in slow humping motions against the water stream. I gulp and watch her masturbate. Unsure of how to react. I stand there for a moment, watching silently. I watch her lips; they're parted, her head thrown back in pleasure as she rides the stream's pressure, her body shivering. I then swim behind her and hug her from behind, my arms wrapped around her waist. I pull her close to me, rubbing my cock along her butt. She bucks her hips, pushing into me and the jet stream simultaneously. I kiss her neck as she pants and moans, and I begin to grunt myself. She then says, "Ohh...fuck," out of breath, she continues, "that feels good." She has her legs spread wide apart, letting the water hit her clit as I hump furiously away at her. I grab one of her breasts with my hand and squeeze it tightly, kneading it, enjoying the sensation of her soft flesh. I feel her tense up as I begin to suckle on her earlobe and whisper, "I want to feel you cum." She throws her head back and starts to moan loudly as she quivers and shudders, then spasms as she releases her pent-up orgasm, relaxing into my arms. She turns around to face me and kisses me passionately. After a few seconds, she lets go and, with labored breath, tells me, "That was amazing." "You're the amazing one," I tell her, pulling her into a tight embrace, kissing her again, my erect cock poking into her leg. She moves her hand down, grabbing it and stroking it. I enjoy the feeling of her jerking me off, her hand squeezing as she moves along my shaft. I feel a heat building up inside me, and just as I'm at my limit, I tell her, "Wait, I don't want to come in the water." She lets go of me and just smiles wryly, then moves to climb onto the poolside.

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I look at her ass and crotch and enjoy the view, then crawl up after her. I glance around, making sure nobody is around or watching us. She crawls over to me and then pushes me onto my back. She sits between my spread legs and looks at my engorged member, licking her lips and smiling seductively. She reaches down and gently starts to stroke me, her eyes locked with mine. She strokes my shaft, starting at the base and working her way up. Precum coats the top of my penis, glistening in the light, and it starts to drip down the sides onto her hand. "You're gonna make a mess again, aren't you?" "Sorry, I can't help it," I grunt and say, "You're too good at this." "Then, I have no choice," she says and leans forward, hovering right above my penis. She looks at it intently, then kisses my dickhead shyly, and then starts to lick the precum off my cock. //Fuck yes.// She gently licks up and down my shaft, tasting the strange taste of the chlorinated water and precum. I feel my penis contract and ready itself to come; she feels it too. She puts her lips over the top of it, putting the tip into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it as she pumps my cock with her hand—I shiver and explode, sending ropes of semen into her mouth as she sucks it up. She grimaces and tries to keep it all down, then does her best to swallow it all. She lets go of my cock and gasps for air, then says, "That was a lot," she looks at me and smiles, "The taste... It wasn't bad, a little salty and strange." I look at her for a moment, out of breath, and tell her, "That... Was fucking amazing." I lie flat on my back, basking in the afterglow of my orgasm. I take a deep breath, trying to catch my breath, and smile at her. She lies next to me, hugging me gently. I pull up my speedo and look around again to make sure nobody saw us, then say, "That was a bit dangerous." "Yes, but that's exciting, too." I scoff and say, "I can't believe you dared to call //me// an exhibitionist." "What? How am I wrong?" She teases, "Didn't you just have your little $girlRel's best friend get you off in a public pool?" I blush and say, "It isn't public! It's owned by the club." She just shakes her head and laughs, and I laugh back, feeling happy. //Fuck, that was so good.// I look at the clock on the wall; it's already past two. I look at Sarah and give her a peck on the lips, then tell her, "Let's go look for $girlName, she'll be done training soon."

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We walk towards the Olympic pool, hand in hand. As we're about to reach it, I let go of her and act casual. //I can't believe we really did this.// I feel a little guilty, but it's drowned out by my happy excitement. I approach the poolside, walk past Mike, greet him in passing, and then look for my $girlRel. I find her resting near the edge. I put my legs over the ledge, dangle them in the water, then greet her, "Hey there." She looks up as I jump into the water, making a wave splash into her. She pushes her hands through the water, sending a wave my way. We smile at each other, and I ask her, "You resting?" "Just a little," she looks at Mike, who's talking to Katie, giving her pointers on her front crawl. Katie is a few years older than my $girlRel, a very talented swimmer who is part of the Select team. //$girlName would also be a candidate if she came to practice a little more often.// There's a mandatory minimum of attended practice sessions for the top teams, after all. //It doesn't really matter. Mike's her coach in any case, and we have a fifty-meter pool at home.// I look at my $girlRel again and feel sad. //It's just a little lonely. She has nobody to practice with and no competitors. It isn't good for her training.//

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I look at $girlName, smile, and ask, "Excited for the meet next weekend?" "Yes!" She nods enthusiastically and says, "I really hope I'll do well." "You know the events you'll be doing yet?" "No, I haven't discussed it with Mike yet." She pauses and asks, "Which ones do you think I should do?" "It doesn't matter too much. It's not an important meet. The qualifying standards are only at the BB level." I pause, collect my thoughts, and continue. "On Saturday, you should take part in the eight-hundred-meter freestyle event, the one-hundred-meter butterfly event, the two-hundred-meter backstroke event, and the two-hundred-meter breaststroke event." She nods along as I talk, "On Sunday, the two-hundred-meter butterfly and backstroke events would be good for you to do." "Okay, that sounds good indeed. Most of them are long-distance swims. I should be able to do well." She pauses, then animatedly asks, "What about my techsuit? Should I wear it?" I frown, "That... You really should ask Mike. It's not an important meet..." She looks a little disappointed. "Okay, I'll ask him after practice, then." She then stretches and says, "I've gotta go. I need to cool down." She looks up at Mike and waves at him, then waits for him to come over, and asks for guidance.

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We finish stretching, then walk to the shower room together. Sarah gets under a shower next to me, and my $girlRel stands in front of us, at the opposite side of the room; she glances at me, then at Sarah, looking a little confused. We shampoo our hair, washing it thoroughly, and rinse it off. We grab our towels, dry off a little, then move—Sarah sticking close to me—towards the lockers and changing booths. We quickly change into our clothes and walk out of the swimming pool. I look at my phone; it's nearly three already. We walk towards the car, get in, and drive towards Sarah's house.

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I pull into the driveway and power down the car. I get out of it, walk to the back seat door, and open it for Sarah, letting her out. She gets out with her bag in hand, then smiles at me and says, "I had a lot of fun." Images pop into my head, and I feel myself blush as I smile back sheepishly and answer, "Me too." She sees the look on my face and grins as if she knows what I'm thinking about, then steps towards me, hugging me tightly. She embraces me for a while. She lets go, and turns to walk away—I grab her hand and pull her towards me again, then press my lips against hers. She doesn't resist and kisses me back, parting her lips, letting my tongue brush up against hers, and then into her mouth. I break our kiss, feeling a little self-conscious, and see her smile. I then wish her goodbye.

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I get back into the car and see $girlName looking at me, a conflicted look on her face. I see it and frown. Feeling a little guilty, I ask, "What's wrong?" She shakes her head and looks down, "Nothing." She glances at me and sees my frown, then says, "I just didn't expect that." "Ah," I blush and say awkwardly, "I really like her, a lot." "It's fine! I wasn't saying it's wrong." She sighs, "Just ignore me. It just caught me off guard." She offers me a small smile, "I'm happy things are going well between the two of you." //She's acting a little strange.//I frown again. //I guess she's just a little shy, and of course, it would be weird for her to see her $boyRel kiss someone.// I nod as I start the car and then drive off towards our home. //That must be it. Sarah's her friend, after all.// Convinced, I focus on the road, and we continue on our way in silence.

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After a while, my mind begins to wander, and I think about what happened again. I feel butterflies in my stomach as I reflect on what happened and the images popping into my head. //I can't believe I did that.// I begin to tap my fingers on the steering wheel, feeling giddy. Her green bikini, her puffy lips... I gulp, growing aroused again, and feel myself smiling. //Things are going great.// I think back to her tongue moving across the tip of my cock and begin to blush. //I can't believe she did that. I've never felt anything like that before.// I keep driving, happiness filling my mind. //It's really working. For the past few days, I've barely had any intrusive thoughts about my $girlRel—// "What's with that sheepish grin?" I glance at my $girlRel and feel my face grow hot. Images of Sarah flash through my mind as I answer, "No-nothing." I glance at her again, see her frown, and say, "I'm just happy." She's silent for a second, then says, "I understand." We continue on our way home, the atmosphere somewhat awkward. //I can't tell her the truth, but lying to her like this, doesn't feel good either.// I sigh and focus on driving.

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