"Where are you Sweetheart?" It was from Danni. I didn't bother responding to it. I was hurt. Okay, I think it's a bit hypocritical to pretend that my ...eart was broken. After all I'd been trying to figure out whether or not I actually loved her too. I guess in my case I liked her a lot, but was unsure what love was supposed to feel like. I couldn't actually say that I did love her but I also couldn't say unequivocally that I didn't.I guess I'd never really been in love so I didn't know what I. She said he is out of town for a week.She was feeling bored and hence she thought of meeting me as I had few weeks left to join for work. Suddenly, a question came about a girlfriend and she asked me.Manju: Did you ever have a girlfriend?Me: Yes, but not now, we broke up.Manju: Did you enjoy with her sexually?Me: (with a surprise and shocked expression) Yes, Akka I did and she enjoyed it a lot.Manju: Why did you break up?Me: She moved to a different city after studies and no more in touch with. Now I’m really confused. I’m beginning to wonder if even being struck by one of those ugly riding crops would be better than being ignored!I have no idea how much time passed before I started hearing sounds. I heard soft music coming from the living room. Then I heard the sound of someone coming in from the living room, footsteps. But it isn’t Kyle. Or at least it isn’t just Kyle.Sometimes I hear the quiet, subdued sounds of people all around me. Not talking, no one spoke. But I know they’re. Bizarrely she showed little interest in any of the shops just walked on by, so I asked her where she was going to which the rely was wait and see, we walked past Anne Summers which was a disappointment right down to the far end until all that was left was an atrium with a wooden hut type stall/shop that sold a huge array of adult garments. "I thought we could get something for tonight if you'd like to choose", fuck me I thought! After some looking we chose a black cup less PVC basque, she said.