He lies down in his bunk.LISTER: Rimmer, do you, ah, do you remember Kristine Kochanski?RIMMER: Navigation officer? Yes, I remember her. Snooty cow. S...e used tolook down on me. She used to call me "Rimmer."LISTER: Everybody called you "Rimmer."RIMMER: Well, it's the way she said it, though. Rimmer. Rimmer. Torhyme with "scum." God, she had a chip on her shoulder, Lister.LISTER: Oh yeah? Well, I want to go on a date with her.RIMMER: Tough. She's dead.LISTER: For just one night!RIMMER:. " He walked us towards his dresser and picked up a picture frame. The picture it held was of two small c***dren, a boy and a girl, hugging and smiling brilliantly at the camera. "Dad said we were forced to stand like that, but I don't think anyone can fake happiness like that." As I held the picture I felt Rick behind me. His hands rested on my waist, pressing his pelvis softly into my back. I put the picture back and spun around, wrapping my arms around his neck as I kissed him. He was shocked. She was a first-year student. We both had some common interest like sports and dance. So, we had frequent interactions.First about Aishu. She was a little short but chubby girl. She had nice curves in her body. I came to know that she already had a boyfriend who was in the second year in our college. Anyways, as our interaction increased, we used to hang out during our sports practice. We started texting each other frequently.One day, I asked her out for a movie. She was a bit reluctant at. "It's been a busy day." Productive?" Oh yes," Bethany smiled. "Definitely. But we've all been hard at it."Freddie poured a glass for Bethany and one for himself too. He lounged back in his own chair as Danni and Helen showered themselves off beside the pool and dived in. Judy and Stacey weren't far behind. Bethany's face was streaked with dust and sweat but she was evidently happy. She was wearing a cream shirt and the same dusty khaki shorts that she had on when Freddie had first seen her.