"Don't answer it," Tyler pleaded. "Please. I just want us to talk." Fine," I said, silencing her phone. "OK Tyler," I took a huge breath."Tell me, wha... couldn't wait a few days?" Well, I have an evening class in an hour. I felt bad about Sunday nightand I wanted to get my apology in during this small window of free time Ihad this afternoon." OK," I nodded."Nicole," he said, putting his hand on my hand.I bit my lip as he did this. His hand was warm on top of mine. I wantedto pull my hand back,. I’m 24 and an unemployed engineer so most of the times I use to roam with my friends on streets. Even though I don’t go to gym and all, I’m 6’1 and fair complexion with decent body.One day we saw a recently married couple (5 months ago) came to our friend George’s quarter on the top floor. The lady (Usha )was nearly of our age, 5’6 fair complexion bit chubby and looked very innocent but boobs were so sexy 34D and round ass. Her husband Mr. Rakesh looks a bit old between 33-35 and very thin. I. Theflowers smelled so good and matched my dress so well. How could he haveknown my dress color to match the flowers?Steve then asked if he could join us at our table for dinner. I couldhardly get the words out, as Cathy stepped in saying, "Of course Steve.We would love to have you join us at our table, wouldn't we Terri?" Inodded my head yes, could not get a word out of my shy mouth.We all made small talk at the table, but most of the conversation wasabout me. How great I looked, how well I did. The objects of beauty and depths of depravity she had experienced far surpassed anything that she could have imagined in that long forgotten life as a common. Marquaise’s powder blue eyes watched only the slow passing of the great tiled floor in front of her gown. The feel of the long dark hair on her head as driving her mad, she had not felt hair on her neck or scalp for three years now, and this wig for public was quite uncomfortable. He would not even allow her own natural color. All must be.