I am not a writer or blogger or a novelist or something. I am writing this for the very first time, so kindly bear with my naive skills and follies th...t I might commit.Let me first introduce myself to u. I am almost 25 yrs old, 5”11, fair complexioned, dark hair, brownish eyes, and slim fit. I am an engineering graduate and working professionally. It’s been 3 years since I graduated and this story depicts some of the nasty events that took place during my college days.Hmm, so I used to live in. "Really? Too bad," sheadmonished. "Did you do anything else?"Tom felt her cheeks redden at the memory of her exploration.Miranda smiled. "I'm sure you had fun, didn't you." Her tauntswere daggers in Tom's heart. "Of course, that's just the tip of theiceberg. There's lots more." She laughed at his humiliation. "Ihad a great weekend. Those kids are such darlings!" She lookedat Tom, to see if the taunts were undermining her. "You know, Iwish I'd played catch with my dad, but this kind. We broke for lunch and I walked over to my favorite diner by the courthouse for lunch. I had just sat down when a heard that voice.“May I join you?”Before I could utter a word, He was next to me in the booth, not across from me, next to me.“Mr. Baxter, I’m sorry but this is highly inappropriate on your part. I’m your wife’s attorney and contact with me without your attorney present is a no no.”He said, “It’s Nathan, not Mr. Baxter. No business. Just a friendly lunch with a beautiful. They fussed over me and did my washing and cooking andI felt like a family member, so much so that I decidedto stay a whole month and explore further a field. Iwas told about an old amphitheatre which nestledbetween two hills but it was at least a long day’s hikeaway, no roads went near, but it was very unspoilt sothe old man said, but he also said that there could bebandits in the hills so I should be very careful.There was in the house a dog, God knows what breed buthe reminded me.