Visit Bryan

Vicki made her way uncertainly to the lacrosse practice fields, where she knew Bryan practiced every day. She timed her arrival to coincide with the end of lacrosse practice.

Vicki spotted Bryan walking towards the locker room. She moved to cut him off.

"Hi Bryan," she began.

"Oh, hey Vicki, what's up?" he replied, a bit glumly.

Vicki was grinning internally. Here was her opportunity. "Awww, What's wrong Bry?" she asked sympathetically.

"Well, I haven't seen Mel in days, and she told me she was gonna come to practice, but I guess she stood me up again."

Vicki could barely contain her excitement. She couldn't have planned this better herself. “Oh, Bryan,” she cooed, reaching out and lightly stroking his muscular, sweaty chest. “Is there anything I can do to help?”