Locker Room And Naomi example essay topic

I had been running track all through high school and was just about to start my senior season. I had never been great, but good enough to make states last year in the middle distances. Up until this year our only coaches were your typical, out of shape, over the hill, middle aged women who only coached track because they were either mean old biddies who liked to boss around young women or were athletes themselves before they let themselves go and now wanted to relive their fantasies of victory through our hard work and sweat. This spring though, things changed. We had a student teacher that offered to help out with the track team. She had run track in both high school and college but had used up her last year of eligibility and now was working on her Masters of Education.

Her name was Naomi and she was assigned the runners since she obviously was better at it than any of our other coaches. Not only that, but she was faster than anyone else on the team except our top girl in the 100. She could easily beat everyone else in any distance up to the mile. Add to that the fact that she was prettier than most of the girls on the team and our fragile egos were taking a beating. If she hadn't been one of the nicest and most helpful people in the world things might have gotten ugly. Instead, she became one of our best friends, as well as our coach and some of our teacher.

I don't know exactly why, but Naomi seemed to make me her special project for the season. From the first day of practice she pushed me harder than anyone else, spent more time with me and made sure that I pushed myself. Maybe it was because I ran the same distances she ran, but then again so did a few of the other girls. Maybe it was because she saw something in me that none of the other coaches had.

I wasn't sure what it was, but at times I enjoyed the extra attention, at other times I hated it when she made me run the extra distance or work extra hard. She seemed to be able to know exactly how to get the best out of me though because by mid season she had me running the best times I had ever run and even a few college scouts were starting to stop by at our meets to check me out. There was even talk of me not just making states, but perhaps even winning them. Now all of this would have been great except for one thing. I had also developed a very serious crush on Naomi. I had known I was different for a long time.

I always had crushes on other girls while I was growing up. I remember how much of a problem it had created in my family when at age 6 I told my parents I was going to marry my best friend Melody. I had never heard of homosexuality in my household and no one had ever told me that girls weren't supposed to like other girls that way. When I said what I did about Melody my father had my mother sit me down and explain that women didn't marry women and men didn't marry men. That it turned out would be the entire course on sex education I would get from my parents. All through puberty I struggled with feelings regarding my sexuality.

When I discovered masturbation I didn't masturbate thinking about boys or teen idols, I masturbated thinking about other girls and women. When I had crushes they weren't on boys in our class, they were on other girls. When we practiced kissing in our early teens, I wanted more. So even though my parents told me it was wrong somewhere deep inside I knew it wasn't. But still, I thought it was all a phase, something I would grow out of. I thought I just needed to meet the right boy and I would fall in love with him and want to kiss and make love to him.

Naomi wasn't the only crush I had suffered from growing up. I had more than my share, probably because I couldn't ever tell anyone about them. But something about her was different. I found, as well as most of the other girls on the team, that she was very easy to talk to. She sort of became the team's councilor and confidant. I know several of the girls talked to her about boyfriend problems and one girl even went to her for help when she thought she might be pregnant, although she was just having the horrible 'I am going on the pill next month so I will be late this month syndrome.

' I guess you could say she became the big sister I, and many of the other girls never had. That is another reason my crush was such a problem. I really liked Naomi as a friend and didn't want to ever do anything to possibly wreck that friendship. Since she was engaged to be married to an absolute hunk that occasionally stopped by practice and made all the other girls swoon, I figured that she was just going to be another lover for my masturbatory fantasies. By then I was used to that.

I dared not even talk to anyone about my fantasies for fear that it would get out and I knew what would happen if it did. So with the season winding down I resigned myself to the fact that I was in love with someone who would never know it. States were three weeks away and as luck would have it Naomi's student teacher assignment was ending and she wouldn't be around to be our coach for the end of the season. She was going to be gone at the end of the week. She approached me at the end of practice.

' Lynne, you know I think you are going to do great at States but you really need to keep up your training and try and peak right then. I was thinking if you are willing to train on Saturdays I would be glad to work with you. The rest of my days are going to be tied up with classes and working on my thesis. ' Naomi said to me as we started walking back towards the locker room. ' I don't know,' I said, even though the idea that she would be willing to do this for me made me feel like I was walking on a cloud. 'I work until late afternoon on Saturdays and I don't want to make it too difficult for you..

' 'Well,' She seemed to be thinking. 'If you would be willing to put in the time I am sure I can do the same. You show a lot of promise and I was talking to our track coach. She saw you last week at the multi-team meet and was really impressed by what she saw. She is thinking if you win or place in states she might offer you a scholarship. ' Now I couldn't turn her down.

'A scholarship?' I screamed, jumping up and down. 'Well Coach, I will do whatever you think I need to do to get a scholarship. ' We made an appointment for our first training session. I was to meet her at the track at 4: 00 on Saturday.

She told me Coach Lopez had given her a key to the locker room so we could use it to shower and change after our workout. Saturday afternoon came and when I arrived at the track Naomi was already there. I could tell she had been running because she was sweaty and slightly out of breathe. I checked my watch, worrying that I was late, but I was right on time.

' Hi Lynne,' Naomi jogged up to me. 'I got here a little early so figured I would get a workout in before we started. ' 'Well, at least that will make it a little easier for me to beat you Coach,' I replied. I put down my bag. I had changed before I left work so I had on my shorts and singlet already.

All I needed to do was stretch out and put on my running shoes and I would be ready to go. ' That sounds like a challenge to me,' Naomi laughed. 'I hope you are ready to run because we are going to run and run hard. Get your shoes on and stretch out because for the next two hours your ass is mine girl. ' 'Oops,' I thought to myself. Naomi was a good coach and she normally worked us hard and when she wanted to she could work us really hard.

I had a feeling that by the end of today I would be worked like I hadn't been worked before. Sure enough, as soon as I finished stretching Naomi started to work me and work me hard. But everything she had me do, she did also, usually better and faster. When we finally got to running for times we both were soaking wet with sweat and sore. But she kept pushing and in our third set I actually beat her and set a personal best for that distance. But by the time we finished I wasn't sure I could even run back to the locker room.

Naomi too looked tired, but not nearly as exhausted as I felt. We headed to the locker room and Naomi said she was really happy with the way things worked out. I was only a few tenths behind what the girl who was expected to win states had been running and Naomi felt if the training went as well as it had today I would be right there. We got to the doors for the locker room and Naomi unlocked them and let us in. She locked them back up as soon as we were inside. ' Do you have anywhere you have to be?' Naomi asked as we got into the training room.

' Not really, I was just going to head home and get some dinner and then do some homework. ' I wondered why Naomi was asking. ' Good because I want you to hit he whirlpool tub before you take a shower. You worked hard today and the whirlpool will keep you from tightening up. 20 minutes should do it.

' Naomi turned on the water for the tub. 'Here you adjust the temperature. You should have it as hot as you can stand it. I am going to hit the showers.

I am meeting Jim for a late dinner and movie. ' I put my bag down and adjusted water to a temperature I thought I could stand. Then I went into the locker room to get undressed and grab a towel. Now, usually after a workout the coaches would be around the locker room, but if they showered they must have done it after the team left. So I was surprised when I walked into the locker room and saw Naomi standing there nude while she went through her bag.

She had her shampoo, conditioner, a razor and a few other things on the bench next to her. I couldn't help but look at her well toned, and completely tan body. Even with all the time she spent with us in shorts and a singlet she had almost no tan lines. She looked up as I walked in.

'Grab me a towel too,' she said as I reached over to grab one for myself my eyes never leaving Naomi's body. I grabbed her a second towel and walked over to her, trying not to look but amazed at how beautiful her body looked. So fit, so tanned. And I noticed she had almost no bush, just a little fur above her lips. She obviously trimmed and shaved most of it. I felt foolish when Naomi finally said, 'Well, can I have my towel please.

' She was standing there naked with her hand out, waiting for me to hand her the towel. I handed her the towel, trying not to look her in the eyes, or at anything else for that matter. I must have been blushing because Naomi laughed. ' I know what you are thinking,' Naomi giggled. I hoped she didn't because the fact was I was thinking what it would feel like to touch her body. Kiss her breasts.

Taste her nearly naked mound. 'You are wondering where I get my tan. Well, if I was still teaching here I would probably lie to you and tell you I got it from a tanning bed but truth is Jim has a boat and I get to sunbathe on it whenever we go out on the lake. ' 'Oh,' was my so intelligent response. Naomi smiled at me, gathered up her stuff and the towel and headed towards the showers. I watched her tanned bottom as she walked away.

'Hit the tub, I don't want you all tight for the meet on Monday. ' From my locker I could see into the showers. I tried not to look but snuck a few quick glances as I undressed. As I wrapped the towel around me to head back to the training room I looked up and my eyes widened as I saw Naomi shaving herself. Hoping she didn't hear the little gasp that escaped my lips I rushed into the training room and climbed into the steaming tub and turned on the jets.

I couldn't stop thinking about Naomi as I lay in the tub. That she was naked in the next room right now showering. How great she looked. How jealous I was of Jim. My mind stated to fantasize about going into the shower right now and telling her how I felt. No, just walking in and taking her in my arms and kissing her.

My fingers started to explore my own body as I sat there in the tub, water up to my neck, the jets caressing my body. I lost myself in my fantasies and soon was masturbating as I sat in the tub the hot bubbling water completely covering my body. I was dreaming that it was Naomi and I out on that boat in the middle of the lake, both of us nude, putting sunscreen on each other. I dreamed that she would allow me to apply it to her beautiful bottom, to her breasts, even to her nearly naked mound. I was just about to cum when I heard Naomi's voice. ' Well, I said 20 minutes would be enough.

Come on girl, I do have a date. ' She was standing in the door right behind me.'s orry, I must have lost track of time. ' I reached over the edge of the tub, hoping she didn't notice how erect my nipples were. I quickly hopped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around myself. 'I can shower at home if you want me to,' I quickly blurted out as I half ran past her. ' No, I still have to do my hair, but you will need to hustle.

' She said as I headed for my showers. I got in and tried to be careful as I washed myself. I was so horny that I knew if I spent much time washing my mound I would be getting myself in trouble. To save time I didn't wash my hair, simply soaped up, washed off and wrapped my towel around me as I headed back to my locker.

Naomi was standing by my locker, my bag in her hand. 'You might need this,' she said. She put it down and started to run a brush through her hair. I waited for a moment, expecting her to leave.

'Let's talk about what I want you to work on while you get dressed. ' I am normally not shy around the locker room; in fact since I am proud of my body and the shape I keep myself in, you might say I am a bit of an exhibitionist. But with Naomi standing there, I suddenly felt self-conscious. Not only had I just masturbated thinking about her beautiful body, but also now I felt woefully inadequate. My tan lines vs. her beautiful, fully tanned body.

My unkempt bush, not that it was a jungle since my hair was fine and not very dense, but still against her very well trimmed and shaved mound, it looked bushy and wild. My smaller breasts compared to Naomi's full and beautifully shaped ones. Even my small, but long nipples, compared to Naomi's beautifully shaped, large ones. I stood there too long, my towel wrapped around me, unsure. Not fully listening to Naomi as she brushed her hair and talked about what she wanted me to work on next week.

' Hey, you can dress while we talk,' Naomi stopped brushing and her words snapped me out of my trance. 'I do have someplace to go you know, and I don't want to be late. ' She giggled. 'Well, maybe it wouldn't be that bad an idea. You know what they say, letting them wait a little isn't always a bad thing.

' I finally took off my towel and felt very naked, not just due to my lack of clothing. What was worse was I was again getting aroused. While Naomi had seen me naked many times before, it was always in a locker room full of naked girls. Now it was just she and I, and I had also seen her naked for the first time and those thoughts kept racing through my mind. ' Now I wrote everything down and I will give it to you when we get to my car,' I realized again that I wasn't listening to her but rather my mind was going places it should have. My nipples were rock hard and my mound was again starting to grow moist even as I felt embarrassed by my nudity.

I was glad when I finally finished drying off and slid my panties up my legs and my bra over my shoulders. It seemed like, once covered I was able to concentrate once more on what Naomi was saying. Yes I would make sure I followed the work out schedule she would give me. Yes I would call her to give her an update every night. Yes I would be ready for another workout next Saturday. In fact, I knew I would be looking forward to it more than she would ever know.

When I finally finished dressing we headed out of the locker room to our cars. I had dad's Buick and again I felt so inadequate when I looked at her Miata. She had the top down and simply reached inside to grab her briefcase. She looked through it for a second and then handed me a piece of paper.. ' Now make sure you follow it to the letter.

I gave a copy to Coach Lopez and she will make sure someone works with you on this. I also told her about the scholarship deal. She knows how much that means to both of us. ' I looked that the paper and saw I would be working really hard all week. It was going to be difficult but I vowed to myself to keep to it, no matter how hard it would be. The last thing in the world I wanted to do was disappoint Naomi.

What happened next was a surprise. Naomi reached over and gave me a big hug. She pulled me towards her and I could feel her breasts against mine as she squeezed me tight. My legs felt suddenly week, but in an instant it was over. ' I will give you a call Monday night,' she said as she hopped into her car and started it up. 'I want to see how you are doing.

' As she sped away I stood there, the paper in my hand, my mind whirling as thoughts I never should have raced through them. I couldn't wait until tomorrow night to hear her voice, even if it was over the telephone. I climbed into dad's Buick and had the incredible urge to touch myself right there in the school parking lot. I managed however to wait until I went to bed that night. Only then did I let myself go, pretending that my hands were Naomi's as I brought myself to orgasm while biting my lip and trying to keep as quiet as possible, knowing my parents were just down the hall. I had had minor crushes before, but this was my first big one.

The whole next day I couldn't think of anything but Naomi. I knew I wasn't supposed to work out, but late in the afternoon I did go for a run, just to work off some of my nervous energy. I kept looking at how hard I would be working next week, not because I enjoyed the thought of burning legs and lungs, but because the piece of paper was something Naomi had done just for me. Even as I tried to do my homework, my mind kept drifting, thinking about Naomi, thinking about her and I. Then I would laugh and tell myself that I was fantasizing again about something that would never happen. Monday finally came and again my mind was not on school, not on my classes and even when I was working hard at practice, not on my running. It was simply on the fact that sometime tonight I would hear Naomi's voice.

I would be able to talk to her. Even as I was sweating in the spring heat of Arizona all I could think about was talking on the phone with Naomi, telling her how I followed her workout to the letter. Every now and then Coach Lopez would break me out of my trance with some more instructions. ' I have never seen you work so hard,' Coach Lopez said as we were walking up to the locker room.

Because of the workout Naomi had left she and I had to stay an extra 30 minutes at the track. I was exhausted. 'You really pushed it. I think the extra work has really done wonders.

You have dropped your times across the board in the last month and you are within a few tenths of being the fastest in the state. ' I hardly heard a word she said. All I wanted to do was get home and wait by the phone for Naomi to call. When I did get home I ate a quick dinner and then told my parents I had homework to do.

I did, but found it very hard to concentrate. I just wanted the phone to ring. Every time it did I would run down the stairs, only to be disappointed. Finally, at almost 9: 00 p. m., when I had almost given up hope that she would call, the phone rang. My mother got it first. I could tell it was Naomi even hearing only one side of the conversation.

My mother had met Naomi several times and she really admired her and thought she was a good role model. My mom was asking her how school was going, was she ready for graduation and if she had landed a job yet? Finally, after what seemed like forever she handed me the phone... I was so excited that I had to try and control my breathing as I heard her voice.

'So how did the workout go?' Naomi's voice seemed rushed. I heard his voice in the background. ' Oh, it was hard, but I think it went well. Coach Lopez worked with me,' I had sat down on the couch, settling in, happy to finally hear her voice.

' Yea, I talked to her earlier. She said she hardly even had to be there, that you did a great job pushing yourself, and all the other girls on the team even. She said your enthusiasm is contagious. I am so glad to hear that.

Well, I have to run, Jim and I just got home and we need to take a shower. Oops, I probably shouldn't have put it that way, well anyway, keep up the good work and I will talk to you again later this week. Remember, tomorrow you go light. I don't want you overworking yourself. Work hard, recover. That is the way you will win.

' 'Okay coach,' I hoped she couldn't hear the disappointment in my voice. 'I will do that. I will talk to you later this week I guess. ' 'Yes, but I will be checking in with Coach Lopez.

Goodnight. ' With that she hung up. I just sat there looking at the phone. I had waited for two days and it was all over in less than a minute, and all because of him. I was having my first real feelings of jealousy. I wanted nothing less than to have Jim out of the picture.

He was the reason we only talked for a few seconds. He was the one Naomi was going to take a shower with. He was the one that was keeping us apart. 'No you silly girl,' I said to myself, 'the reason you and she are not together is that she likes men, not dykes. ' A tear ran down my cheek as I hung up the phone. I went up to my room, got undressed and climbed into bed.

Even as I tried not to, I thought of them together, in the shower, kissing, soaping each other. Finally I fell into a fitful sleep. Over the next few days I started to get back to normal. While thoughts of Naomi still dominated all others, they were starting to get a little less of an obsession. I was resigning myself to the fact that she had no ideas the feelings I was having for her, nor would she ever, because I sure was not going to tell her.

The only thing that I did that was out of the ordinary, and one I explained away by saying I had gotten a new bathing suit that was a little higher cut, was I had trimmed and shaved some of my bush so now it looked just like Naomi's. Thursday night she called. I figured she would and found myself waiting for the phone to ring again. But this time the call came much earlier. I had barely finished dinner when my mom called for me to come get the phone. ' Hi,' Naomi seemed her regular cheerful self.

'Heard the week has gone well at practice. ' 'Yea, Coach Lopez says my form is the best she has seen since Lindsey T. back in the 80's. ' Lindsey was a legend, having held every school and state record at the middle distances for years. She still held the school records but I was close to breaking them. ' Great, hey, about Saturday,' at this instant I suddenly deflated, sure she was going to cancel out workout to be with HIM, 'I hope you don't mind if we change things around a little.

I was thinking that after the workout, you and I could go grab some dinner and maybe catch a movie. Jim is heading out of town to go fishing with some buddies for the weekend, and I thought since if you didn't have any plans we could do something. It will also give me some time to tell you a little more about Coach Carmichael and the program over here. She says you are almost a lock for at least a partial scholarship if you want it. And if you win states, probably a full ride.

' I don't know which I was more excited about, the scholarship or the prospect of going out with Naomi for the night. 'I will have to let my parents know, but sure, I think it would be great to go out with you. ' That didn't sound right at all. I quickly backtracked.

'I mean, I really would love to get more information about the program at the U. ' 'Great, tell you what, so you don't have to have your dad's car over at the school why don't I just pick you up before the workout. We will workout and then go get some dinner and then catch a movie or do something. I can drop you off. Think that will work?' Naomi had no idea how much she had made my day. ' Yea, that would be great.

What time should I be ready,' I could hardly contain my excitement. ' Make it 3: 30, I plan to work you hard,' Naomi finalized the plans. We spent about another 15 minutes on the phone talking about how the workouts went, what my times were and other generalities. Finally Naomi said she had to go and get some dinner herself.

I hurried up to my room and tried to finish my homework. Finally done, I laid down on my bed thinking about Saturday night. I was too excited to go to sleep. I lay there looking up at the ceiling, thinking thoughts I never should have, but ones that kept me awake until after my parents had gone to bed, and I could take care of the problem these thoughts created.

The following two days crawled by. Practice Friday afternoon seemed especially long since Coach Lopez kept yelling at me to keep my mind on the workout. After practice I went home and tried to do some homework and get some sleep, neither very successfully. Saturday wasn't much better. The morning was a waste and the afternoon I spent primping and getting myself ready. I put makeup on, and then scrubbed it off.

I took a long, hot shower and shaved and trimmed my mound, laughing at myself as I did it. But I knew that Naomi was going to see it, and I was hoping she would notice how I had followed her lead. I toyed with the idea of shaving it completely bare, but knew that I could never explain that to the girls in the locker room. Finally 3: 30 came and I was ready.

I had packed my best jeans, a blouse that I hoped would be sexy, but not slutty and a nice pair of sandals. I was dressed in my shorts, singlet and running shoes as I sat on the porch, my bag next to me, waiting for that little Miata. And I waited, and I waited. 3: 30 came and went, then 3: 45, then 4: 00.

Finally at 4: 05 Naomi pulled up. She waved me over.'s orry I'm late. Something came up at school. I will tell you about it later. Let's go,' she leaned over and opened the door as I reached the car. ' I was just about ready to go in and call you, I thought you had forgot me,' my voice betrayed me.

' Forget you?' Naomi laughed as I sat down and closed the door. 'Just when I was getting you just the way I wanted you,' she sped away from the curb. 'I would never do that, and anyway I was really looking forward to tonight, it isn't often I get to go out with the girls anymore. ' Naomi drove like she ran, fast but in control.

We were at the track in no time. It was fun riding in this little convertible, watching the men check us out as we drove by. It felt great to be with Naomi. Once at the track however she was all business. We stretched and then got right into running circuits. It was at hot day and in half an hour I was dripping with sweat and had already finished the water bottle I had brought.

Naomi took out a cooler with several sports drinks in it and we kept on running. The major difference from last week is now Naomi and I were running almost exactly even. She was not longer beating me consistently. In fact, it seemed like it was her that was struggling to keep up. After an hour we stopped to get another drink. My legs ached and I was breathing hard, but Naomi was doubled over and seemed just about done in.

' Well, I think your workouts this week helped,' Naomi said between gulps of her drink. 'I didn't get much track time in this week and I think it shows. I think it is time that I coach and you run for a while. ' The last hour of the workout was designed to improve my kick. She pushed me hard with sprints. If I thought I was sweating the first hour the second one left me totally drenched.

When we were finally done I had drank almost a gallon of fluids but still felt completely wrung out. I gulped down a quart as we walked up towards Naomi's car. ' Okay, well you run up to the locker room, I will see you up there. ' Naomi said as she put the cooler and her other things in the car. 'What, I can't ride?' I was so tired that even though it was only a couple of hundred yards, I was looking forward to the ride. ' And make a mess out of my nice leather seats?

Girl you are wetter than a dog left out in a thunderstorm. Plus, you are going to race my little toy here to the locker room. If you take off right now you just might beat me, and the winner gets to choose what we eat tonight. ' Naomi hopped in and grabbed her keys. I took off as fast as I could.

I had gone about 75 yards when I heard the car start. She would have to stay on the road, which meant she had about double the distance to cover than I had, and I had already covered a third of mine. I heard her tires squeal as she put the car in gear. I could hear the engine revving as I closed the distance to the door.

But with 50 yards still to go she passed me and pulled up to the locker room and jumped out... She reached the door just seconds before I did. ' I win, but since I am buying I should get to choose what we eat anyway,' Naomi was laughing as she unlocked the door. 'Grab your stuff and get your little butt in here. You need to soak in the tub and get a shower. ' I was bent over at my waist, gasping for breath.

But I managed to find enough energy to go grab my bag and get into the locker room. The idea of that shower just seemed to inviting to pass up. We got in and Naomi had already started filling up the tub. She was going over some sheets that Coach Lopez had left her from the previous week on everyone's times. I walked into the locker room and undressed, wrapping a towel around myself. My clothes were soaked, one part of my shorts more than the rest.

I couldn't help but touch myself, if even just for a second. I was horny and I was planning on taking care of that problem in the tub. I walked in and Naomi was still sitting on the training table, making some notes on the sheets she was reviewing. I just stood there for a minute wrapped in my towel, fully expecting her to leave. ' Well,' Naomi said, looking up for a minute, 'What are you waiting for? In the tub, we haven't all night.

I want something to eat. ' She sat there, watching and waiting. I turned on the jets, dropped my towel and climbed in. Only when I was finally in the tub did Naomi go back to looking at her notes. I had so hoped that Naomi was going to go in the office or in the other locker room at least. I really needed some relief for the feeling between my legs, and the hot, bubbling water was not relieving it one bit.

If anything it was making it worse. And seeing Naomi sitting there on one of the training room tables, Indian style, in her sweaty shorts and singlet, was making it nearly unbearable. I sank down as deep into the water as I could and closed my eyes. But that only brought images of Naomi's naked body in the shower to my mind.

My hand almost on its own reached between my legs and started to slowly, gently, secretly, massage my mound. ' Well, well, well, it really seems you are almost ready,' Naomi suddenly exclaimed. My eyes shot open, thinking that she had figured out what I was doing. 'These times all seem really good,' she put down the sheets and stretched. 'Not only have your times steadily improved, but you seem to be pulling the rest of the middle distance runners with you. You have all improved across the board.

' I couldn't sit still in the tub. I needed some relief. But somehow I managed to blurt out a, 'Yes, and we all have you to thank Coach. All the girls really admire you and they all want to be just like you. ' Now I felt foolish.

This wasn't true. The fact was many of the girls were jealous of Naomi and were glad to see her leave. Even so the truth was she was good for us, our running had never been better and even the girls that down right hated her had taken her training tips to heart. ' Now lets not go that far. I know a lot of the girls thought I was too hard and they hated the fact that I was faster than they were, but thanks anyway. Being a coach is not a popularity contest.

' Naomi stretched again, her arms going high over her head as she arched her body backwards, making her breasts stick out. That is not what I needed right now. 'And on top of it, Saw the way a lot of them looked at Jim whenever he came around. If you weren't all high school girls I would have been worried. ' 'All high school girls,' I almost sank in the tub I deflated so much when she said that.

Is that all she thinks of us, of me. Just a silly little schoolgirl? I could feel a tear welling up in my eye. It was like I had just been stabbed with an icicle through the heart. ' Well, come on, times up,' Naomi reached over and turned off the tub. 'Time to hit the showers.

' She hopped off the table and was taking off her singlet as she headed into the locker room.'s illy little schoolgirl,' I said to myself. 'Well I will show you. I beat you today on the track. I am not just a little girl anymore.

' I climbed out of the tub and grabbed my towel, not bothering to dry off or wrap it around me. I looked into the mirror. This was not a silly little schoolgirls body, but a woman's. I was a little taller than Naomi, had bigger boobs and my trimmed and shave mound was at least as much of a woman's as hers was. I strutted into the locker room and into the showers, dropping my towel on the floor as I went. My body was steaming from the hot water of the tub as I entered the shower room.

Naomi hadn't reached the showers yet so I went over and turned one on, hot. I gave it a second to heat up and then slid in, oops, too hot. I cooled it down a little and started to wash up. I let the water run over my body and the water pressure, usually rather weak because of the number of showers that would normally being going at once now was hard enough to sting my skin. It felt good to have the water pound on my sore body.

I put my head in the stream and let the water massage my face and soak my hair. I heard another shower start; Naomi was now in the showers with me. In my minds eye I could see her there, naked, her completely tanned body being caressed by the water. I could see her leaning back into the stream of the shower; the water running down her beautifully fit body. I could see it caressing her breasts, her erect nipples enjoying the warmth of the water. I could see her soaping herself, her hands running over her body.

'Hey, you are going to drain the reservoir if you don't start washing soon. ' Naomi's voice pulled me back to reality. 'I didn't think I worked you hard enough that you would fall asleep in the shower. ' Even with the fantasies that were running through my mind I was still mad about her comment about little schoolgirls. I quickly reached over and got some soap and started to scrub my body. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Naomi watching me, with a quizzical look on her face.

Well if she was going to watch I would show her just how little a girl I was. I started to wash myself in the most erotic way I could think of, short of actually masturbating right there in the shower. I kept reaching over for more soap and started to wash my breasts and upper body. I kept running my fingers over my breasts, over my nipples. I squeezed them together, pretending to be washing under them, even though I didn't have to lift to do this. Soon I started washing down my tummy.

My hands slowly working their way down my body. My mound was responding to the attention the rest of my body was getting. I could feel myself opening, my pearl hardening. In a move that even surprised me for it's boldness, I bent over at the waist to wash my calves and feet, my bottom pointed directly at Naomi, my legs opened enough that she would have an unobstructed view of my aroused and blossoming mound. From behind me I thought I heard a small gasp. Then suddenly I heard the other shower being turned off.

'Hurry up,' Naomi's voice sounded unsteady, 'it is time for us to get out of here. ' She was gone. Oh god, what had I done. I quickly finished my shower and grabbed my towel. Naomi was nowhere to be found.

I walked to my locker, got my blow-drier and makeup case and started to get ready even though I was sure Naomi was going to cancel our evening together. How could I have been so stupid in the shower? How could I have been so forward? I dried my hair and put on the little makeup I wear and then went back to my locker to get dressed. Still no sign of Naomi.

I thought that she wouldn't have just left me, I had no ride home but I had no idea where she was. She must be in the coaches' office but I was too ashamed to check. I got dressed and just sat there, waiting. Finally Naomi came out of the coaches' office, dressed and ready to go. 'Well, you hungry?' Naomi looked stunning, and I felt very underdressed. Even though she was dressed casually, in a light summer dress, she looked fantastic.

I felt awkward in my shorts and sleeveless blouse. Damn, I felt like that 'little high school girl' again. ' Well, you won the race, what would you like to eat? My treat,' Naomi said as she reached down and picked up my bag. She started walking towards the door, 'Or would you rather I pick since you seem to have been struck dumb?' 'Oh, sorry, guess I am just a little tired,' I had to hurry to catch up. 'How about Chili's?' 'Chili's?

YUCK. We can do better than that. How about some sushi, or maybe Chinese?' Naomi opened the door to the locker room and we stepped outside. It was already starting to get dark. ' Chinese would be great,' I said. 'I have never been a big sushi fan.

' 'Okay, Chinese it is then. P.F. Chang's on Mill should do the trick. ' Naomi threw our bags behind the seats of her Miata and motioned for me to climb in. I guess I had made too much of the shower thing. She probably didn't even notice me, I mean; I don't make a habit of looking at other girls while I shower. Still, I swore I heard her gasp, and the way she suddenly walked out. I just chalked it all up to my over-active imagination.

It wasn't a long drive to Tempe, but long enough to be able to relax and enjoy the ride in the convertible. It wasn't so hot yet that a convertible started to lose it's appeal, in fact the night was refreshingly cool. The breeze had an effect on Naomi, and her spaghetti strapped sundress, one where a bra was not practical, made it easy for me to see that she had gotten chilled. I tried not to look at here very large, hard nipples as they pressed against the thin fabric. Funny, it was cool, but not that cool I thought to myself. We pulled up to P.F. Chang's and Naomi let the valet park the car.

He was a good-looking boy, probably a student at ASU, and he paid a lot of attention to Naomi as he gave her a ticket for her car. I felt that funny feeling again. Jealousy. I wanted to grab her arm or something, anything, to tell him she was with me tonight. But how silly would that have been? Instead I sulked as Naomi put us on the list for a table.

' Let's sit outside,' she said as they handed her the pager that would let us know when our table was ready, 'it will give us a chance to talk. ' We walked out and found an empty bench in the courtyard. Lots of people were coming and going, both college kids and people who tended to flock to Mill Street on weekends for the theaters, restaurants and nightlife. We sat down and Naomi and I started chatting, about nothing in particular. I was finally relaxing, sure now that she hadn't noticed my show in the showers, sad she hadn't, but glad it hadn't cost me our friendship. ' You know, when I first met you, that first day of practice this spring, I knew you had a lot of promise,' Naomi seemed to be complimenting me a lot this evening.

I certainly didn't mind the attention. ' Thanks, I guess I just needed the right coach. ' I said, blushing a little at her compliment. ' Oh, I didn't mean just running,' she said, letting the comment hang in the air for a second.

'I mean you are a wonderful girl in so many ways. You are pretty, very mature for your age, smart, confidant; seem to know what you want and how to get it. You really are something special you know. Too bad I am leaving school. I think you and I would have made great roommates. ' I was really blushing now.

I didn't know what to say, although the idea of being roommates instantly had me wishing it could be true. First roommates and then bed mates's o, I know you were pretty much planning on either ASU or that other school,' I knew she really hoped I would accept the scholarship to ASU if it was offered. It would mean I would be close to home, which actually was not what I wanted. I was hoping to go away to school. But to be able to run, and get a scholarship for running, was going to be hard to turn down.

'But what else have you thought about regarding school. Have you decided on a Major?' 'I was thinking of business, something in marketing. But I really am not sure yet. ' I kept noticing how many of the men walking by were checking out Naomi.

I felt jealousy creep back into my mind. 'Sorry guys, but she is with me tonight,' I thought to myself. ' I could see you in business, marketing especially. You are outgoing enough and seem to enjoy challenges. Have you ever thought about teaching? Not that I am recruiting or anything, but I think you would make a great teacher.

' Naomi seemed oblivious to all the attention she was getting. ' I had thought of that, but Daddy really wants me to go into business. Although even more than that he wants me to find a husband in college. But that is not what I am going for,' I noticed two men who seemed to be paying us a lot of attention.

I was sure they were trying to muster up the courage to come over and chat with Naomi.'s o you and Tommy aren't serious? I saw you guys at the prom and was wondering if you were dating him. You always seem sort of guarded about your private life, but I have seen you two around school and when I saw you at the prom, well, I just figured you two were seeing each other. ' Naomi also noticed the two guys, but one look and a turn of her shoulder seemed to send them a signal that told them she was not interested.

Their shoulders slumped and they went off to find some other young women to hit on. I laughed. Tommy and I, even though our parents really hoped we would get romantically involved, were nothing but friends, and not really good friends at that. He was looking for a good girl who would take care of his house and give him lots of babies.

I made it clear that I wanted a career and expected to be an equal partner in any relationship I had. We were also very far apart politically. He was very right wing and conservative. I once considered buying a t-shirt with a picture of the Marx brothers on it, and also a picture of Karl Marx that read, 'I am a Marx Sister. ' I didn't because I knew if my parents ever saw it I would find it in the trash, or worse.

' No, not at all, in fact the only time we have even kissed was after a dance at the prom. And even then, it was not much of a kiss. Not much more than a peck on the lips. ' I looked down, suddenly realizing that I had never truly kissed anyone. Not a single kiss of passion. I had been out on a few dates, but never let them kiss me other than a quick peck.

Naomi must have sensed my thoughts. 'Oh, that will change once you get into school. I was a real wallflower and bookworm before I got into school. All I did was run and study. I went to the prom but, now don't laugh or I will have to punch you, it was the only date I went on in high school. I mean, I had lots of friends, but I was sort of plain, wore glasses, had braces and just was not someone who had guys falling all over her.

I was also skinny as a rail. I didn't even start wearing a bra until I got to Tempe. I guess I was your typical late bloomer. ' I couldn't believe what I was hearing? I found it hard to believe that Naomi had ever been plain. I just sat there staring at her for a minute.

How could beautiful woman ever have been an ugly ducking?' Not that you are plain,' Naomi misread my reaction. 'In fact you are very beautiful. I find it real hard to believe that you don't have guys calling you all the time. I mean you have it all. You are smart, ambitious, in great shape, have a HOT body and a beautiful face. Just sitting here I have seen all the guys that have been checking you out.

' I giggled, 'You mean checking you out,' I was blushing at everything Naomi had said, especially the part about my body. The way she had said HOT. I always liked my body, although like most young girls always felt I needed to lose a little weight, but never had I thought of myself as HOT. And to have this beautiful woman, who had one of the best bodies I had ever seen, see me as HOT made me squirm a little. Not just from modesty but also from the heat that was now radiating from between my legs. Just then the pager informed us our table was ready.

When we sat down I noticed that for a Chinese restaurant the prices were a little steep. 'You sure you want to treat me?' I asked after seeing the prices. 'I have enough money to cover my own dinner. ' Naomi just laughed.

'Actually it is Jim who is treating us. Did you really think I had that Miata from my student teacher salary, which by the way is nil? No, Jim has a great job and covers our bills, at least that is the plan until I get a teaching job. Even then, he will be making three times what I make, if not more. So you see, he is not only cute, but also rich. ' As if to make the point she ordered one of the more expensive things on the menu when the waiter took our order.

I ordered a spicy orange shrimp dish that would have been out of my price range had I been paying. Naomi ordered us some appetizers, some dumplings and fried squid. She also ordered a glass of wine. I told the waiter I was fine with just water.

Now once again I was jealous. They way she talked of Jim said volumes. She was planning to marry him probably. Why did I always have to get crushes on women I would never be able to have. Why couldn't I be attracted to some of the butch girls at school, who everyone else whispered about? No, I was always attracted to beautiful, feminine women who were very heterosexual.

I started to sulk. Lucky for me Naomi wouldn't let me sulk long. She was a great conversationalist and we soon were talking about all sorts of subjects. She asked me how I could be a left wing liberal coming from such a conservative family. Daddy was known around town for his political contributions and support for the GOP. While he never actually ran for office, he had as much power as anyone else in the local party machine.

He was also very vocal in his support for other right wing causes, including his anti-choice and anti-homosexual beliefs. He had led an assault on the local library board because it had books on its shelves that he believed were too pro-choice or 'promoted the homosexual agenda. ' 'I guess I just don't believe what he does,' I felt uncomfortable talking about this with Naomi, not knowing her political leanings. 'I have learned not to talk politics or issues around the house, it always leads to a fight or worse. It is pretty much the same way at school. Everyone is so conservative that I feel uncomfortable expressing my own views.

' Naomi laughed, 'I can relate to that, although things will change a lot when you get to college. While Jim and I are compatible in almost every other way, we are from different sides of the political spectrum. The first time I met him was at a party and we spent the whole night arguing politics. He is actually more libertarian than republican, but still, some of his ideas make me shiver. If he wasn't pro-choice and a little more on the live and let live side of peoples's sexuality, even though he complains about gays and lesbians who he feels flaunt their gayness simply because they want to hold hands or kiss in public, I wouldn't be able to tolerate him. But even with his right wing ideas, he is generally a good person and I am also beginning to get him to see the error in some of his ways.

Still, we stay away from politics most of the time. ' 'I can't imagine that,' I said, amazed that anyone could be in love with someone who they disagreed with so much politically. ' You learn to live with it. I guess there really is something about what they say about opposites attracting.

My parents were thrilled about me finding a nice conservative guy. He and my dad get along great. My mom was just relieved I was with a man. ' Naomi halted there for a second and then quickly changed the subject. 'So besides running what other extra-curricular activities do you plan on doing in college?' What had she meant by 'found a guy?' Why had she said her mother was 'relieved I was with a man?' Why had she so quickly changed the subject, like she hadn't meant to let that slip out?

My mind was racing. I realized that Naomi was staring at me. Then I realized I hadn't answered her question. 'Oh, I don't know. If I get that scholarship I might not have time for much besides classes and track. ' But my mind was still focused on those words, 'relieved I was with a man.

' 'You might change your mind once you get to school. ' Naomi seemed to be trying to make conversation and make it quickly. 'I got involved in some of the political groups, a few other fun groups and a lot on inter-mural sports teams. So much of school is what you do beyond your classes.

' Just then, the waiter arrived with our appetizers. They were delicious, but still, what said about her mother kept my mind from focusing on anything else. We made small talk through the rest of dinner, Naomi suddenly staying far away from any discussions of her and Jim or anything else. Even when I probed she quickly changed the subject. I even tried the blunt approach. 'So did you date a lot of people in when you were an undergrad?

I mean, you said you only met Jim about a year ago. You probably had guys falling all over themselves trying to date you. ' 'Oh, it wasn't anything like that. I didn't really date much.

Hey, isn't this food great,' Naomi quickly changed the subject again. I decided not to try and press anymore. When dinner was over Naomi put the bill on her credit card and we headed over to the movie theaters. I had seen most of the movies with friends of mine and Naomi had seen the others with Jim. The only movie neither of us had seen was something called 'Bound. ' Neither of us had heard anything about the film.

The movie turned out to be a story of a mobster's girlfriend and her lesbian lovers plan to bump the mobster off and take off with his money. To say I was uneasy watching the movie would be an understatement. Add to that the fact that the lesbian love scenes made me sopping wet and unable to sit still only made things worse. I was often squirming in my seat. I noticed Naomi seemed to also be having a problem sitting still. We sat there through the whole movie, not saying a word.

Even when the movie was over, all Naomi could mutter was, 'Well, we probably should get you home. Let's go. ' We walked back to the valet station in silence. Neither of us spoke again until we started to drive off. ' Well, that movie was certainly interesting,' I finally broke the silence.

' Yes,' was all Naomi said in return. But a few minutes later she did say, 'Did you like the movie?' 'Well, it was sort of predictable up to a point,' I replied. 'But I guess I liked it. I mean, it was a lot different than the movies I usually go to with friends. In fact, I really can't imagine many of my friends liking that movie.

' 'Why, because of the lesbians?' It seemed like Naomi was relaxing a little more. ' Yea, most of my friends are from church and they wouldn't have dealt with the subject well. They tend to think that stuff like that is sick. ' I was turned away from Naomi, watching the students as ASU enjoying the warm night.

' You said they, does that mean you don't?' Naomi seemed to be trying to act casual. ' Well, I guess I figure that peoples sexuality are their own business. I don't really feel the same way as I am supposed to according to the church and my parents,' I turned to look at Naomi but her eyes were glued to the road ahead. 'I mean, I see nothing wrong with two people who love each other showing it, even if they are both women. ' I couldn't believe I had actually said that.

Now all I could do was wait and see what Naomi did. It was silent for a moment, but I thought I saw a small smile creep across Naomi's lips. Finally she said, 'That is how I feel too. I don't see anything wrong with two women sharing their love for each other. ' Just then she turned onto the highway that led from Tempe to Mesa and accelerated. The wind with the top down made further discussion impractical.

Unfortunately my house was not far from the exit from the highway so by the time we got off the exit where we could talk it was only about a minute to my house. We hadn't said another word to each other until Naomi pulled in my driveway. It was past my curfew, but my parents said that since I was with Naomi not to worry about it for tonight. ' I will call you later this week,' Naomi said, never shutting her car off.

'It is only two more weeks until states. We probably should plan on another workout next Saturday, and why don't we plan on going out afterwards again, because we really will need to talk a little strategy for states. ' 'Okay, sounds good, but this time I will pay,' I said as I got out of the car. ' Oh, I was thinking maybe I would just make something over at my place. I have some tapes of the other runners as well as their times there. We could have something to eat and then watch the tapes, if that is okay with you,' I swear I saw Naomi take a look at my bottom as I was climbing out of the car.

' That would be fine,' I said while I was thinking that it actually would be great. But then I remembered him. 'Are you sure Jim won't mind a third for dinner?' 'Oh, he will be away in Vegas on a gold outing with some friends, so we will have the place all to ourselves,' Naomi was looking me right in the eyes as she said that. I just smiled back at her, 'That would be great then.

I will plan on it. ' Naomi roared down the street in her little convertible. I stood there, not believing what I heard. I went into the house and my mother was up. She said she had just come down to make herself a cup of tea, but I knew she had been waiting for me.

We talked a little about what we had done, although I avoided telling her the movie we saw. I did tell her that I would be doing something similar next week. That Naomi wanted to spend some time going over the plans for States... I didn't tell her that it would be taking place at Naomi's apartment.

When Mom had finally satisfied herself that everything was on the up and up, that I hadn't been out with some boy after my training session with Naomi, she went up to bed. I did also, but the last thing on my mind was sleep. I couldn't believe everything that happened that night. I checked them off in my brain.

The choice of the movie, well, it was the only thing neither of had seen or that sounded at least a little interesting to either of us. The reference to her mother's feelings of relief that she was with a man, not had found a man or something like that, but was with a man. Who else had she been with? Her discussion of the lesbianism in the movie, and her saying that she saw nothing wrong with two women being together. Finally at the car, inviting me to have dinner at her apartment, and stressing that we would have the place all to ourselves. All this was running through my mind as I undressed and climbed into bed.

All this was running through my mind as my fingers explored my body, as they had so many times before. I knew I had to be quiet, but I was so horny that I just had to touch myself. But as I did, as I fantasized about the evening and what would happen next week, doubts crept into my mind. Couldn't all of it have been innocent? I mean, there was nothing there that I could call a come on, or even a hint, except when I spun it he way I wanted it to go. The movie, neither of us knew what it was about when we walked into it, it was just released.

The relief of her mother, wouldn't any mother be happy to see her daughter land a handsome and successful man like Jim? The discussion, just natural after seeing a movie like that, and her knowing my religious upbringing. The following weekend, where the hell else could we watch tapes? What did I expect, her to bring pizza into the locker room after the workout? As the doubts crept over me my fingers started to slow down, and then stop.

Suddenly I wasn't feeling sexy or horny anymore. Instead I felt foolish and frustrated as I rolled over in went to sleep. Still, my dreams that night replaced the women in the movie with Naomi and myself. We weren't killing anyone. We were just making love. All week my mind went back and forth.

Was she really coming onto me? Was she dropping hints? Or did I just have an over active imagination because of my crush on her? I was moody, so much so that my friends all started making PMS jokes. My parents even noticed it.

I just told everyone I was focusing on States and that was what was going on. And I was focusing on States. I was working as hard as I ever had, following the training Naomi had left with Coach Lopez to the letter. My times were steadily improving and now the key would be not to peak before States. Thursday night Naomi called.

She seemed upset about something, but was just calling to confirm Saturday. She asked if I would mind if we started a little earlier. I told her I had to work and she said she understood. ' Coach, are you alright,' I finally came out and asked her. ' Yea, just some personal things going on, nothing that you need to worry about.

I want you to focus on States. I have looked at the tapes from our competition and I think I see a weakness. We will go over it on Saturday. ' There was more she wanted to say, but it just hung there in the air.

Something was going on. 'Oh, and one more thing, do you think your parents would mind if you drove your own car. I just know it is going to a late night, and if you could drive yourself home. ' 'Yes, I am sure that I can borrow one of their cars,' I said wondering what else was going on.

'And if not, my brother is home from school for the weekend and he might let me borrow his car. ' 'Well, if you can it would help,' again she paused. What was going on? 'Well, I will see you Saturday. And if you can get off earlier give me a call. ' 'Okay,' I had never heard Naomi like this, but it worried me.

'I will see you Saturday. You sure you still want to do this?' 'Now more than ever,' and then she hung up. If I was confused before that phone call I was really messed up afterwards, the next two days I was walking around in a haze. Now not just wondering if there was something there or if my imagination was just running wild, but also worrying about Naomi and what was going on with her. Finally, I got off work and headed to the track.

I had borrowed my brother's car, since he was going Flagstaff with friends and would not be using it... I changed before I left my father's office and arrived at the track already in my running gear. I was about 15 minutes early, but had not been able to get out as early as Naomi had wanted me to, since I had to answer the phones and my Dad still thought women's sports were not that important and that learning a good work ethic was much more important than participating in athletics. Naomi's Miata was parked in it's normal place, but she was no where to be found. I thought of going up to the locker room and seeing if she was up in the office. I decided if she didn't show up in 15 minutes I would do just that, in the meantime I went down and ran a few light laps to warm up before stretching.

Right on time Naomi came running up the road. She looked like she had been running hard because she was out of breath and all sweaty. ' Oh, you were able to get out a little early,' she said as she ran up to me... 'Let's get started.'s he had never been so abrupt before. Suddenly she was all business. No small talk, no asking how the week went in school.

She had the notes Coach Lopez had left and we immediately started into the workout. All business was how the workout went as well. There was none of the laughing and smiling Naomi that had always made the workout seem so easy. She didn't run with me as she often did. Instead she stood there, stop watch and clipboard in hand. When I did something she didn't like she was immediately on me like she had never been before.

When I did well, there was not the usual praise or congratulations. Instead there was just a blank stare. Finally the workout was over. While I did well, I felt like it was the worse workout I had had in weeks.

' Grab your stuff, I want to get to those tapes,' Naomi was already walking off the track. She didn't even turn to see if I was following. I grabbed my bag and hurried to try and catch up. Finally I did catch up, but Naomi's body language told me that she didn't want to talk.

We hit the locker room and all she told me was to get a quick whirlpool and shower. She was planning on leaving in a half hour and I had better be ready. She then went into the coach's office and closed the door. I started to fill the tub and went back to my locker to get undressed.

I was almost in tears. Was it something I did that made Naomi like this? What could it have been? I walked back to the tub and turned off the water. I climbed in and tried to relax as the jets massaged my sore legs.

When the timer on the tub shut it off I could hear the shower in the coach's office running. My mind instantly saw Naomi standing in the shower. But even as erotic as that thought was, any thoughts of something happening tonight were gone. I was just hoping I could get through the evening without Naomi screaming at me and telling me that she knew all about my little girl lesbian fantasies and that they were sick and disgusted her.

When I finally hit the shower the tears came. I only hoped that the sound of the water hid my sobs. I tried to take a quick a shower as I could, didn't bother to dry my hair and was dressed and sitting at my locker when Naomi came out of the office. She hadn't changed or showered.

But her eyes looked puffy, even puffier than mine. ' Come on, let's get out of here. Sorry but I am not really in the mood to cook so I ordered a pizza that I am going to stop and pick up on the way home,' she led me out of the locker room and locked the door behind us. We walked down to our cars in silence. She tossed her bag in the back of her Miata and handed me a piece of paper, 'Follow me, if you get lost here is the address and both my cell phone and home phone numbers.

' She climbed in her car and I had to rush to get in mine and get it started before she drove away. Luckily Naomi drove slowly enough that I was able to keep up with her. She stopped at a local pizza place that was known for good, if greasy, pizza and then drove to her place. As we drove up the garage door opened and she pulled in, she motioned me to park my car inside also. She had unlocked the door and was inside before I had a chance to get out of the car. By the time I got inside and figured out where the kitchen was Naomi was already standing there with a beer in her hand.

The pizza was in its box on the table and a couple of napkins and paper plates sat beside it. 'There is pop and beer in the fridge, and don't worry, if you want a beer I won't tell anyone. It goes better with pizza and I plan on having at least a few tonight,' she seemed to be talking to no one in particular with the last comment. 'Have some pizza, I am going to take a shower. The remote for the TV is right there if you want to turn it on, if not the stereo is over there.

Just try not to put on any of that boy band crap. ' With that, Naomi and her beer disappeared into the back of the house. It was a beautiful, if small place. I knew she and Jim both still had their own places, more for the sake of appearances since it sounded like they spent most of their nights together. The living room had a couch, a coffee table, a couple of chairs, an entertainment c.