He could recall the music, the light airy sound that floated around him, and the scent, the scent that stayed with him for days, the dampness of the e...rth the heavy musk of leaves on a chilly fall night. It seemed to be embedded in every pore on his body. He learned no matter how many times he would shower the scent stayed with him, having to wear off only with time. But he had noticed one thing, the craving the longing the ache that seemed to be every present was a bit subdued, it had not. ”“So, you have neglected yourself. Look at you! You look pathetic.”I couldn’t deny the fact that I had been neglecting myself and Joel easily noticed the change in me. I stared into my drink, trying to come up with possible answers to explain my condition. Before I could say anything, he asked, “Is everything fine back at home?”“Yes! Sandra is fine. She is doing well in her studies and Carol… well…” I couldn’t complete my sentence.“Marriage problem? Is she still working at the Medical Centre?”. Vanessa was a coquette not a cock-teaser, even though she was a heart throb who made boys' cocks throb. She delighted in the sexual hunt where she was lure and boys were her prey. Moreover, her weapon of choice was the very thing that made boys be boys and men be men: their helpless, uncontrollable lust. But Vanessa was smarter and more devious than the school sluts who dressed in 'fuck-me' short skirts and tight blouses. Vanessa used poise, clothing, a touch of make-up and, most of all, body. ..well....you know" Ashley snickered "Actually, Ive never popped my cherry. The time I don't spend with my friends, I spend researching Aspergers syndrome in order to try and help you find someone." Harry looked down "I'm sorry ii such a loser" "Don't say that Harry!" Ashley exclaimed. "Your a fun guy! I love the time we spent together." Ashley began to talk quieter and slower as Harry's face began approaching hers "You have a great personality, you have great jokes, you...have nice legs,.