Olympic Dreaming Ch. 14 - Sex Stories

Olympic Dreaming Ch. 14

... it's easy to get into the centre of Manchester."

"The rent must be much more than normal student accommodation," Mollie suggested.

"Well, yes, it is," I said. "But I've been lucky recently, and we want to live together, so it is ideal for us."

"David has been working in France over the summer," Naomi said. "The previous year, he received some excellent endorsements and sponsorships."

Mollie started talking about the neighbourhood, the people who had lived there over the years and how the area had changed. As Mollie talked, Wendy kept looking towards me and seemed transfixed with my scars. At one point, I caught her staring, and she looked at me guiltily.

"I'm sorry for staring," she said. "Those scars look like gunshot wounds our makeup uses on set."

"That's because they are," Sabrina said, tears forming.

I stood up and went to cuddle her.

"David was the one who stopped those gunmen last year." Sabrina continued. "He nearly died."

Wendy and Molly both looked surprised and then looked at me more closely.

"Of course!" Wendy said. "I should have recognised you! I'm so sorry for bringing it up. You must have been the girl David saved?"

"Yes," replied Sabrina. "Naomi was there as well and helped us afterwards. It still makes me emotional when I recall it, but it's improving with time."

"It must be strange living with four girls," Wendy said to me. "You all look to get on well together. Did you go to the same school?"

We looked at each ...

... other, and then the girls explained how we'd all met and hinted, in a roundabout way, what our relationship was now.

As the penny dropped for Wendy, she looked at her Gran with a concerned expression, thinking she would be shocked or offended. Mollie saw the look and laughed.

"Wendy dear," Mollie said. "I was around in the sixties, so you'd be surprised what I got up to in my younger days! Ah, the memories of those festivals when flower power was at its height. Good on the five of you, is what I say. Love is what is most important, not what other people think."

We moved on to less controversial topics, and once they had finished their drinks, they returned to Mollie's house after Wendy and Alicia exchanged phone numbers.

On Monday, the five of us took the tram to work, Alicia alighting the stop before the rest of us. We were all working in and around Salford Quays, which was very convenient for us. I entered my employer's building, Paisley Shanks Business Solutions (PSBS), and signed in at reception. Paisley Shanks was a medium-sized company based in Glasgow with offices in Manchester and London. They ran the payroll systems for dozens of businesses across Britain using their own software.

My new team leader arrived to collect me and showed me where I would be based for the first few months. My first few days were spent having my photo taken and collecting my pass, being issued with a laptop and several online orienteering courses. In between completing these, I ...