Tiffany Interrupts

As I the warm water cascading over me, I hear a familiar voice in my ear: It's Tiffany, from last night's welcome party. I watch, as she claims a shower stall next to me, a warm smile plastered onto her face. I smiled back at her, and I returned her greeting, happy to see her.

"I hope our welcoming was not too much for you. We find it easy to let things get out of hand, but I know they mean well.", a smirk plastering her face as she turns her own shower stall on.

"It's fine. It was quite enjoyable, as a matter of fact. I was surprised by it at first, but then I realized I was being treated like one of the group, rather than an outsider. It was the most risqué welcome I've ever had", I say, teasing her, remembering the evening, "But also one of the most memorable welcomes I've ever had."

I saw her sigh in relief, "good to hear it. Chris particularly wants to see you again. He mentions a desire to take you out sometime. We're a pretty open group, so it may seem like you're dating all of its members, rather than just one, but we're not going to **** you to do anything you're not comfortable doing."

I find another smile blossoming on my face, "Good to hear. It's a different way of doing things and surprising at first, but I also find it enjoyable. Let Chris know my schedule is open anytime this weekend."

"Good to hear. I'll let him know." With that, our conversation switched to more small talk, going over any previous relationships, moves, and the like. After a few minutes, we turned the water off and made our way to our lockers.

As I toweled myself off, Tiffany asked me, "I'd like to check out your closet. I'm always looking for new ideas, and I love helping others pick what to wear. If you don't mind, of course.

"I'd love to have you see it. I have an engagement later today, but nothing that should keep me from letting you see it now."

As she finished getting dressed, I heard her say, "In that case, let's go now"