At least not to me."He looked at her from head to toe, taking in her shape in one quick and pleasing glance."It seems you have a little damage though.... he finished."Pardon?" she replied looking puzzled."My bag appears to have caught your stocking." Geoff grinned, "I'm afraid it is quite ruined." Oh," she responded, "I see, oh well they're only an old pair of tights."Trish looked down at the run that had appeared in her tights, why, he wasn't sure, but Geoff gained the impression that the young. She was way too drunk and my intention was to be nice and maybe hook up the next day.. or at least thats what I had thought.On our way back to her apartment she decided she wanted to walk on the beach. It wasnt far from the apartments so I thought it could be a good walk and more chance to learn more about her. As we walked down to the beach we talked and she didnt seem as drunk as I thought. We ended up sitting on the beach talking but I was somewhat surprised when she leant in and gave me a. I was damned if I'd let the arrogant, selfish fool goad me into what I would consider a sacrilege, to fight on the church steps right after her funeral services were over. He yelled foul names at my back and I kept walking away from him.I walked the whole four miles back to my house, my eyes burned and my throat ached as the hurt inside refused to go away or even diminish. She was gone forever now and I'd have to get over it. Self-torture over the might have been things of this world isn't my. I am also feel ok with that idea and said ok and we started toward home. On the way I shown one street and said hey ramys in this street only I am staying she said so you’re not welcoming to your home.I said sorry I thought your hurrying to your home she told I have nothing to do after reaching home she said and told its ok. I said if you have time sure we can go to my home and have coffee I said so she said ok so soon. And I put “u” turn and we heading toward my home on the way she asked me to.