Our shared swim session started then. He quickly took control, guiding me through: breathing control, my postures, my pace too — all of it with his natural charisma and those confident, slightly invasive movements of his.
This time, he was even more tactile than before, completely uninhibited about it. At one point, as we stopped between two 100-meter sets, feet on the edge, breathing hard, I felt him deliberately move closer in front of me, his hips very near my bent knee.