William’s POV:

As I feel Anna giving me the gift of her release at the same time she washes me in her warm tears, I can’t help but ask: “ How are you feeling, my love? I don’t remember the last time we reached such an intense release, it was an ongoing spiral of love and sensuality I couldn’t help but release even though I wanted to keep enjoying your tears and your sensual body.”

Enid's POV

Tristan told me not to be embarrassed by crying openly at work, but I was a little. I refocused and managed to complete the day without any problems

When it was time to pack up, Isabel volunteered to help. She shyly asked me if anything was wrong.

'Tristan talked about you a lot during our competition, he loves you a lot'

'And I love Tristan' I replied. My eyes welled with tears again. 'It's just... '

I sat down on a nearby chair as they overflowed and ran down my cheeks

'He initiated our relationship on the understanding that I'm straight. But over the last few months I'm not sure that's the case anymore. And then you join us...'

I wiped away my tears and allowed another round to run down my cheeks

'You're really beautiful you know' I continued, stifling a sob 'But I can't be bisexual, I just can't'

More tears began running down my cheeks. Isabel took my hand and gave it a squeeze

'You should tell Tristan' she advised gently. 'As hard as it will be you can't hide it from him'

Jarrod thinks for a moment then suggests we could either do it in an empty area of the park or up against the car on a quiet street, unless I have a better idea. We start walking toward the door but before I have a chance to answer I hear him yell, startled, WATCH...I stopped dead in my tracks flexing my muscles slightly. Before I could even process anything I felt an unfamiliar pat on my calf as well as on the curvature between the back of my thigh and my inner thigh. Luckily my muscles were flexed just enough to resist any jiggling.

"What? Who? Hugh?" I began stammering quite confused.

Isabel's pov:

I decided to pretend I hadn't overheard or seen anything to avoid a really awake situation. It wasn't until the end of the day. As the day went on I could barely focus on my duties as I kept thinkibg about what I heard/saw so at the dnd of the day I finally decided to ask Enid if I could help her clean up. I also figured I could possibly talk to her to get my mind off of the situation earlier.

As we were cleaning up I took a deep breath and shyly asked Enid what was wrong. I explained I had overhead her conversation with Tristan earlier and told her not to worry so much as during our competition he talked about her quite a bit.

Enid took a deep shaky breath and explained how much she loved Tristan too then trailed off a bit as she sat down in a nearby chair. I tried to focus on cleaning as I saw ages tears slowly making their way down her cheeks. I pretended not to notice as I didn't want to embarrass her. I then heard her begin to speak again.

Enid explained that she had led Tristan to believe she was straight when they got together (and that was the case then) but now she wasn't so sure anymore as she was admiring certain women a bit more than she thought she should. She even added my name into it.

I walked over to Enid just as she was wiping her tears away with the backs of her hands, just for another round of tears to take their place. She then told me, with a very noticeably wavering voice, she found me very beautiful; but then began to berate herself saying how she couldn't be bi.

When the next round of tears began making their was down Enid's face I couldn't help myself but I became more bold than I even anticipated and I took her hand in mine and gave it a squeeze while telling her I thought she should just eplain this all to Tristan as it wouldn't be fair to hide it from him. Besides if they were really as faithful to each other as they seemed he'd understand she wouldn't leave him for anyone (even another woman) just because she's starting to find them attractive.

Just then Tristan surprised us from around the corner.

"What's wrong?" He asked just a bit concerned when he saw the tears flowing down Enid's face.

"It's nothing to be too concerned about." I began quickly as it looked like Enid would completely break if she had to speak anymore "It's just some woman issues." I finished hoping he wouldn't pry anymore.

Camilla stops dead in her tracks, flexing her muscles slightly. Seems this time her reaction kicked in on time, as her muscles were flexed enough to resist any jiggling.

"What? Who? Hugh?" Camilla blurts in confusion.

I quickly grasp the guy by his neck as he is still sliding, lifting him from the ground. He tries to release himself from the grip as his legs kick in the air.

I turn to look into Camilla’s eyes, smiling: “My love, you are unique, you managed to repel this disrespectful guy’s attempt to jiggle your legs without consent.” Seeing he is wearing shorts as well, I lift his shorts with my free hand, exposing part of his thighs, turning back to Camilla, I say with a firm voice: “Well, the saying goes eye for an eye, since he gave you one pat earlier and two now, I think he deserves three strong swats, feel free to start whenever you want, wherever you want.” (Does Camilla choose to not do it and let him go, give him soft swats or aim to make his thighs jiggle like he did hers the first time?)

After releasing the guy, I ask: “Well, where were we?” We finish walking out of the gym…