.When I am doing my collage this happened and myself and my girl friend were in the same class and her name is Deepa…when I met her first I don’t ...ave any intention with her…days rolled and rolled and during my third year of college we were very close and that was the first time she expressed her love to me…let me describe her as well…she is a good looking girl with white complexion and rest will tell you further.She is living with her grandparents in a high society villa community…one fine day. Mary started calling me at work and when I wouldn't take her calls she drove to where I worked and waited for me in the parking lot. Now the shoe was on the other foot and I did not want to talk to her. I had put her behind me and that is where I was determined she stay. When I saw her waiting for me in the parking lot I asked one of my buddies for a ride to my apartment and I had him pick me up at the loading dock. Later that night I went back and got the truck. I did the same thing the next. And they aren't you, mom. I only want- only need- you." But it's wrong," she whispered, resolve wavering in the face of my obvious desire."You keep saying that, mom, but just saying it won't make it true." I've seen those girls. They're much better-looking than I am. And ... and we still shouldn't be doing this." Nonsense, mom. You look amazing. Sexy for any age. Hell," I went on, warming to the subject, "other women must be so jealous of your figure." I tried to lean back in, to nuzzle at her. We were comparing notes when I spotted the girl in the print summer dress. Again I slipped into a seat across from her. "Is the drink working?" I asked. "What drink?" "The 'Friendship' drink." "Oh, that. I enjoyed it. Thanks. It was so hot today; I ordered another one. You know what Spencer? They didn't know anything about a 'Friendship' drink." "Sorry. I thought that was what they called it. So what are you doing here all alone?" "The same as you, to chill out." "This isn't exactly the place.