Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 63 The 10K Running Race
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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 153: Repeating The 10k At Donna's Athletic Club free porn video
Saturday, April 30, 2005 (Continued)
When Carol and I got home, I was greeted by a nervous Donna who said, "I was afraid you'd forgotten?"
I checked my watch: 9:45. "There's plenty of time. Let me get some better clothes on. The weather's a bit iffy though; will it be canceled if it starts raining?"
Donna looked at me like I was silly, "No, of course not. Especially because heaps of people want to see you run another 10k."
I hoped because they wanted to see an impressive run, rather than they hoped to see me fail or exposed as a cheat. I just said, "Let me get changed then I'll drive you to the club."
"Okay. Hurry."
As far as I could tell there was no special need for me to arrive 'on time'. I was just going to chat a bit, run around their track for half an hour, then head home for lunch and probably catch up on some chores. Maybe I should run VERY slowly.
I got changed, put on some warmer clothes over top, grabbed a raincoat in case I had to run in the rain with the crazy people, and headed out.
Before I got away, Mom intercepted me to ask, "Mark, what are you intending to do for your anniversary with Julia?"
"Huh? What anniversary?"
"Tomorrow is May 1st and your first date with Julia was April 1st, so it'll be your one-month anniversary."
"That's an anniversary?"
"Yes it is, if you want to stay in her good graces."
"Oh. What should I do?"
"Something appreciative, romantic and thoughtful would be fine."
"Thanks very much, Mom. You're a GREAT help!"
"No problem. Don't forget you've got another first anniversary on the 14th too."
"ANOTHER one?"
"Your wedding anniversary. You'd better not forget that or you'll be in BIG trouble, twice over!"
"I thought 'anniversary' meant 'annual'. Don't they have the same root word because of the common 'ann'."
"It does mean annual, but not showing your appreciation to your loved ones does mean you'd be in big trouble. It's traditional to do that on monthly 'anniversaries' for the first few months."
"Okay, thanks for the warnings. Just out of curiosity, why is it that the guy has to do these things? Surely it should be an equality thing? We both went on the first date, all three of us got married. You're speaking like it's my responsibility."
"Not to put too fine a point on it, it's because guys have to show their appreciation to the girl for deigning to accept them. I know that's not the way Julia and Carol look at your relationship, but I think you should still show them how much you appreciate them anyway."
"There's something rather insulting to guys at the base of that reason, but I suspect I shouldn't kick up a fuss about that."
"You suspect right. Put some thought into your wedding anniversary on the 14th. That one's especially important."
"Okay. Thanks."
Dad intercepted my departure next, checking that I'd have a couple of hours at home between running and soccer. "Your mother has been complaining that the gutters need cleaning. I've been putting it off but it looks like it'll have to be today."
"No problem. I should be home about 11 or 11:30 at the latest."
Just before I left home, I sent Ava a text message saying Donna and I were on the way, then we climbed into 'my' car and drove off. I drove slowly to give me more time to check with Donna whether she'd blabbed to anyone else about my marathon running session, or whether she would blab when we got to the club today.
A very anguished Donna promised me earnestly that she'd learned her lesson, including "I'll NEVER do that."
"You mean, you'd never do it AGAIN?"
By the time we got to the Club, Donna was very subdued. I'd given her a hard time because I wanted to be as sure as I could that if I heard any blabbed talk, then it must've come from Ava. Also, if Donna did get carried away and blabbed today, I think my repeated warnings would easily cause her guilt to be visible on her face, so I wouldn't have any trouble discovering who the blabbermouth had been.
Ava was waiting for us when we pulled into the Club's parking lot a few minutes later. With Donna quietly attached to one of my hands, and Ava happily attached to the other, we walked into the Club's grounds.
I was led into the clubhouse, where I was introduced to some of the 'important' people (how important could someone be just because they were in charge of people who ran around in circles?). I was polite and non-committal in response to their attempts to encourage me to run more. I was now much less worried about being proselytized at than I had been back when I'd first agreed to come here today, but I was still less than impressed by their recruitment and similar efforts. Mom had made it clear on the phone that I didn't want them to try to convince me to join, and the big boss had agreed, but the attempts had started almost immediately.
The first few times I was told, "You should join this club," or more politely, "Are you interested in joining?", I responded by telling them I wasn't interested. I tried answering in various ways, such as: "I'm too busy", "I'm not that interested in running", "I don't like organized sports", or other words to that effect. All they did was start a debate about my reasons or the merits of joining this club. I eventually learned a better response: when someone asked me about joining, I turned my back and walked away from them. That killed any chance of a debate! They'd been told not to ask me, so if they did, they were being rude to me first.
The first time I did this took Donna and Ava by surprise, and they'd rushed after me. I told the girls, "They were told not to ask me to join, and they keep doing it, so I'm just going to walk away."
Donna particularly enjoyed it. By the third repeat, she started giggling as soon as she heard "join".
It didn't take long after my arrival for someone to ask me whether I'd run any marathons. The question surprised me, so I jumped a little. Donna jumped a lot more, but Ava hardly at all. The question was an innocent one, as far as I could tell, so I answered truthfully, "I'm not interested in marathons."
The questioner, a guy of middling 'importance' in the club, had seen our reactions though, so he pressed the issue. "What's your best time?"
"It was terribly embarrassing, and I don't want to talk about it."
"What was your time?"
I turned around and walked away. He'd figure it out, or not.
Marathons were raised several more times by other people, but Donna and I had our reactions under control. I sometimes got away with a simple answer ("I've never run one" seemed to work best), but sometimes the questioner would want to extrapolate my 10k times, or suggested I should run a marathon, or some other unwanted conversation. I'd say, "I'm not interested and don't want to talk about it." If they persisted after that, I turned and walked away. I did that quite a few times, for one reason or another.
While I was wandering around meeting the 'important' people, I got a tap on my shoulder. I proximity sensed it coming, of course, but I let things like that take their natural course rather than causing unnecessary questions, especially when I recognize the person or that the intention is harmless.
I turned my head. My hands were captured by Donna and Ava, so turning the rest of me took longer, but I quickly saw that the shoulder-tapper was Cindy, the girl who'd called me "Handsome" before the 10k race, and who had left before dinner could be served at the fancy restaurant. I said, "Hi Cindy."
"I heard you were coming today. I thought you'd come looking for me."
"Huh?"
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