<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156070.msg7144033#msg7144033">Quote from: MrDisclosure on 29-10-2012, 19:38:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Ryan Connors and Kate Bennet</strong><br/>Minetto Gym Club<br/><hr/><br/><em>"Hello, hon', I have an appointment here for one-thirty? Kate Bennet?"</em><br/><br/>Ryan had recognized Kate the moment she had stepped through the door. How could he not... she had been a constant in his life while growing up, the mother of his best friend. And she had hardly changed. Her smile was bright, the look in her eyes intoxicating... and Ryan still felt the attraction that he had felt years ago, that sexual attraction.<br/><br/><em>Oh yes... oh Miss Bennet.... oh yes.... oh god... oh I'm cumming.....</em> Strangely, in his fantasies, even while having sex with her she had still been Miss Bennet for some reason. Really strange. But now she was here.<br/><br/>"Hello, Miss Bennet... of course. I had thought it was you," Ryan greeted her with a wide smile, extending his hand.  Ryan checked the journal again and put a tick behind her entry. "Though I must say... are you sure you want to work on your figure? I can't see anything that needs improving on you."<br/><br/>Ryan's smile just became a tick wider as he complimented her. It wasn't far fetched, for she really still looked a lot like she had the last time he had seen her. If anything at all, she had become even more beautiful.<br/><br/>"Why don't we go over there? And see how I can help you?" Ryan asked, inviting her with a wave of his hand to one of the bar tables lining the far end of the lobby. From there, the workout rooms one floor below were visible behind large glass windows, it was meant to be a meeting point for employees and clients, or clients and clients, to socialize.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kate turned to see the person who had greeted her---and felt her heart race anew. Here was Ryan, no longer a boy but now fully a man--and he was shirtless, clad only in workout pants and running shoes. Her tanktop and track pants suddenly felt somehow dowdy; being around such a young stud she felt her age keenly! Oh, to be young again, right about the same age as the pretty girls in town he must have his eye on!<br/><br/>"Ryan! Good Lord lookit you! You're all grown up! How have you been, honey?"<br/><br/>She shook his hand, coloring softly at how much larger it was than hers. Big hands, big.......?<br/><br/><em>Stop that!,</em>she mentally scolded herself,<em>he's a nice young man who's here to help you, not some beefcake for you to ogle!</em><br/><br/>She laughed a little at his charming compliments.<br/><br/>"Jesse says you're something of a miracle-worker, hence why I'm here. Lovely set-up you have here, by the by."