Chapter 100: The Virgin And The Masters, Part 11, A Swim And A Massage

MICHAEL

Ten minutes later, I lead Charlotte by the hand into the Centre; it´s time the staff met my fiancée. If nothing else, it might persuade Tracy to stop making cows eyes at me. She was never in with a chance, and lately, she´s been a bloody nuisance.

"Do you mind if I use the gym first?" asks Charlotte.

"Of course not. Use anything you want. Let´s get you some gear."

I point her at the shop front. "Pick out what you want." She chooses trainers, jogging pants and a top. I add in the kind of heavy-duty sports bra that a girl with her figure needs, and a swimming costume. "Female changing rooms are over there," I point. "And the gym´s through there. I´ll see you there in a few minutes."

By the time I´ve done a quick round of the staff, and checked if anything needs my attention, Charlotte is already in the gym, jogging on a treadmill, upping the speed as I watch.

"Everything alright?"

She nods, beginning to perspire as she warms up, so I join her on the next machine, jo