So why should I feel guilty about the money? I know it won’t buy me my sanity, but that much money will help me start my new life—especially when ... don’t even know who I am anymore. My mother watches me with well-placed concern in her green eyes. I hope she can see me behind her eyes. The same little girl who loved acting and making up stories since I was in grade school. The same me who wanted to finish college and travel to New York with my boyfriend Logan, and attend Julliard. The same me. Boys no doubt used to ogle her all the time. But she was always composed. I passed out. I was one of the topper of my batch and so, I was excited when I returned for convocation. I was with friends when I saw her coming out of her car. She had changed her hairstyle. Her clothing was very simple. But simplicity was her strength. Her clean fair face, with her characteristic light red lipstick, loosely tied hair and her thin body – all made her elegant like no one else. I approached her to say,”. Kylie offered her a kiss on the cheek which Jordan returned, then huggedher. The two were silent while Nichole got their things together so theycould show her what they were doing in school.They three went downstairs and it was easy to see that Kylie had some lipgloss smudged while Jordan had tear stains on her face. Their parentsdidn't ask what happened, knowing that it was likely the two sharingtheir affections and letting some of their tension out. It was also theindication to Yvette and. You can never have enough tit in your mouth......I don't know how long we were there fucking, as it never seems long enough to me but we were so oblivious to our surroundings that we didn’t hear the crunching of the sand until I heard a crack of a branch from behind and above me. My wife’s hearing isn’t the best since her concert days, so she hadn’t heard a thing with her eyes closed and head back, but I had. I craned my neck back, towards the noise, and in trees just a metre behind us, stood.