“Brian, could you show me how to get to the athletic hall from
here, I’ve got a practice with the Swim Team in half an hour.” Brian
thanked the Lord and promised not to screw up again.
They walked and talked across the spring-warmed campus. Tracy
was a Computer Science student in her fourth year, and was trying to
make the cut on the swim-team. She was rooming off campus with Emily, a
very close friend. Brian tried to charm her with wit and didn’t do too
badly. He dropped her off at the athletic hall and then snuck in to
watch the practice.
Brian waited for about 20 minutes before some of the women
began to come out for warm-ups. He hadn’t realized what nice figures
swimming could give to a woman. Then he spotted Tracy. She was grouped
with a couple others and they appeared to be the ones hoping to try out
for the team.
