I told her ill call her back in ten minutes.“Hey, what’s up?” I said speaking over the phone with Shobha. “Why did you not answer my phone?”...she was angry. “I was at a movie theater” I replied. “I want to ask you something” she said in soft voice. “Go ahead “I said.”I am not able to get the image of your dick out of mind. My dildo seems useless in satisfying my needs. I want to have your dick in my pussy” she said sounding desperate. “I already told you I am dating Ankitha.” “I am not asking. When hereturns I still am looking for it."Is this what you are looking for?"He is holding my key in his hand. I smile in relief."Somehow it ended up in the ice bucket."He offers to buy me a drink for all the trouble he caused. I smile andthank him trying to make an excuse about having other plans.As I slide the key into the door the electronic light just flashes red.Nervously I quickly try it several more times. I can feel him staring atme the entire time."Oh no," I say.He moves in next to. I was confused. Granted, there was more than a couple of people in the place, but there was no need for her to be so close. I tried to step back. For a moment, I could note that she wore a short, logo tee shirt, cut short enough to move over her tummy when she moved, but covered it to the waist of her faded hip buggers when she stood still. Then, she filled the gap with her body."Hi," she said again, filling the gap in conversation. After I didn't respond, she added, "I'm Karen."Then, she. Jillie didn't much like spending time by herself in the apartment so most evenings we sat together in my den watching TV, playing cards or reading. Sometimes we'd talk about the classes she was taking and we'd argue about the various theories she was studying. I'm a libertarian, which I didn't admit to, and she was having a hard time classifying me. She couldn't figure out if I was a conservative or a liberal. She once accused me of changing sides to fit the argument, which wasn't true..