Date: Sat, 12 Mar 2011 13:38:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Lacie Babenco <lacie_babenco@yahoo.com>
Subject: Naimi's Adventure part 5

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Part 5


Brunch was one of the best experiences Naimi could have asked for.  Meeting
the woman she knew as Jamie had been a series of strange and stressful
encounters.  However, the woman that she was truly was a deep and
thoughtful soul.

Jamie was married and about 2 years older than Naimi.  Her husband
travelled a great deal and worked as an exotic car dealer to various
ultra-wealthy people around the planet.  His job meant he was always going
to various auctions and events to work with clients.  It was a tremendously
rewarding job financially.  It just took him away from her for weeks and
even months at a time.

Familiar territory for sure when Naimi heard the story.  Yet hers was new,
Jamie had been in this lifestyle for two-and-a-half years.  She carved out
her own world while he was away.  Her body was her temple, she would only
eat a well-balanced diet and never tried to over-indulge.  She competed in
various athletic events like ½ marathons and trail running events.  Jamie
was a determined and driven woman.

Much of it had come from the self-pity she had first experienced, much like
some that Naimi had.  When her husband first left and went to work, she
would stay at home and was reluctant to go out.  She had a few friends here
but nothing she felt strongly about.  Working out, competition and some
side work she did for a marketing team as a consultant is what kept her
going.

Naimi listened and soaked in all of her story.  She shared her feelings
about being in a similar reality.  She wasn't sure what to do and asked for
advice from Jamie on a number of the questions she only felt she was
feeling up until Jamie shared with her the experiences she had.  Jamie was
powerful and smart, she wasn't a victim that would say `woe-is-me' to any
situation.

They talked over a brunch of fruit and light salad.  Glasses of orange
juice helped rejuvenate her body and the smiles came easily as they shared
and learned more about each other.  Naimi had all but forgotten the
physical excitement of the morning and was giddy from her new friendship
blossoming with Jamie.

From that day on, the two women became fast friends.  Meeting to workout
together and to eat and keep each other company.  They found out they lived
rather close to one another and spent time at each others home after
shopping and such.

The workouts became part of a regular routine for Naimi as she toned her
body and quickly got into finer shape with Jamie's guidance.

Still, the meeting with Marian lingered in the back of her mind. Even after
an intense workout, Naimi avoided having another rubdown.  She didn't have
the courage to talk to Jamie about it either, it was too intimate to say
and share.  In fact, she avoided the spa and Marian, it just felt as if
there was something she was afraid of.  A temptation that may be waiting
for her if she was to return.

Jamie was becoming a good friend and as almost 2 weeks went by they were
seeing each other almost every day.  Naimi liked the new routine.  She
enjoyed seeing Jamie and socializing with some of the other ladies at the
club who were close in age.  It seemed like it was going to work out,
surprisingly well for Naimi.  She had been afraid when she first came in
and now it felt like a home away from home.  The staff was excellent to her
and she felt spoiled but also, not alone.

Rob was going to be home in a few days and she made sure to send him notes
via email each day.  The fact that she was working out meant she was going
to attack him and keep him in bed for his entire visit home.