She had an angular face with full lips, and creamy ivory coloured skin. Long chestnut brown hair tumbled down her back. But her most striking feature ...here her eyes. They were large, intelligent and bright blue, half-hidden under a fan of dark lashes. Ben was the quarterback, the popular guy. He had a blonde head of floppy hair, he was tall and muscular, and always seemed to have a cocky grin on his face. He was senior. Julia had been getting ready for her first lesson when Ben had sauntered. "Please... don't," she said, her eyes sparkling with tears.He kissed her neck, biting, nipping. "Did he kiss you here?" he whispered against the soft hollow, agony slipping into his angry words.She gasped as his hands ripped her robe away, leaving her naked. Goosebumps rose on her skin, as the chilly night air hit her. "Please... not here... stop... We cannot..."Her words got lost in her moans, as he took one heaving breast into his hot mouth, biting at the hard nipple. She cried out, loud. His. For four months she didn’t show. I eventually gave up. I didn’t know what county she lived in. She was definitely not attending my school as there was no veterinary degree offered. But if there had been and she was, I would’ve tracked down her building and studied between classes outside her classroom, for the chance to talk to her before and after class. By the fourth month, I was crossing the street, returning from writing. Just as I was passing the coffee shop, someone shouted, ‘Hey, is that. You went to the office of the lawyer to finalise all of the necessary paperwork with a representative from the bank also present. Your aunt decided to also attended the meeting although it was not necessary, and conducted herself by phone from her private jet. She had done very well for herself, having created her own small online business during the 90's and then promptly sold it to a large corporation just before the IT bubble burst. The conditions of the sale included enough stocks in it.