” Winter grabs an arrow out of the quiver and notches it. She pulls the bow string back, and lets loose. The arrow flies straight towards Sasha but ...t the last minute it veers off to the side missing its mark. “Good start, but let’s try again!” Winter notches another arrow, and pulls the string back. She sights down the bow looking straight at the shield. She lets the arrow fly, this time it hits the mark perfectly. The shield is just a cheap one, so the arrow pierces it and is lodged halfway. I was bouncing with happiness but maintained the composer. She bought me a cold drink and we started casually talking.Dikshita Mam- Why don’t you attend the first hour of the lectures?Me- I find it very difficult to get up that early in the morning.Dikshita Mam- What keeps you busy at night?(wink)Me- Nothing like that madam. I just sleep late.Dikshita Mam- Do you have a girlfriend with whom you are busy?Me- No mam, I do not have a GF.Dikshita Mam- How come a nice guy like you doesn’t have a GF?. About his words. I shift in my seat and try to ease some of the ache by rubbing my thighs together. He wants to meet in person. Do I want that? Yes screams my newly awakened body. No, says my sensitive heart. I know this man will be able to destroy me. He will devour me. He may also make me feel more alive than I've ever felt before. Can I trust him? My mind is brought back to that night a few months back when a man called me, thinking he'd called his friend. We'd ended up talking and sharing. Her hands were not remarkable by any means. The fingers were a little short. The nails, which she worked hard to keep up, were the perfect length for her. At the moment, they were painted a very faint pink. On the ring finger of her left hand, she wore her engagement and wedding rings. On the ring finger of her right hand, she wore a mother’s ring her children had gotten for her last year. Other than that, they were hands like any other hands. But Deanna spent a great deal of time lately.