Please forgive me."I forgot about my own misery. My poor, beautiful Keiko had had quite a bit of misery of her own, probably crying herself to sleep a... I had been."We'll survive. But I'll always remember you. Maybe you'll think about me sometime, too," I said, almost believing what I was saying."Yes, I will always remember you - always!"She threw her arms around my neck again, crying into my shoulder. I kissed her hair and her forehead."It'll be OK, sweetheart. I'll always love you."Keiko. We would spend most of our weekends together. I went to her house most of the time. She had a gorgeous house with a few horses. I told her that I wanted to learn how to ride a horse someday. She was on the equestrian team at school and told me that she would teach me. I helped her feed the horses one day and she handed me a bridle and a saddle. I looked at her and she said, "You want to learn, right?" I told her that I did and she got a beautiful white horse and helped me put the bridle over. They decided that if they limited their contact to innocent conversations before and after class and to very occasional appointments in Marc’s office their contacts would not seem out of place. Plus there was Marc’s anonymous email account and whenever it rained Marc would giver her a ride back to her dorm. They discussed their next date but, deciding to wait to till later to determine when and what it would entail. As they stood by the car hugging and kissing good-bye they both agreed that it. A dim was lit. They found a place and sat close to each other. He was holding her close, and was slowly caressing her bare waist, and she leaned her head on his shoulder.They sat like that for minutes then she begins, “God played a very cruel game with me, my mom died when I was sixteen. After her death my uncle took me with him so that I am well nourished. Nourished! How that bastard will nourish me everyday he used to say suck me if u want food.So I used to suck him twice a day just to get.