They were so natural looking it was incredible. You'd have to bestanding VERY close to even notice the almost invisible seam!I selected a shade of pin... nail polish because they matched the pink deckshoes I was planning to wear and very carefully painted my nails. ThankGod I've never been a nail biter and I kept them a little long mostlybecause I was lazy about trimming them. I spent forever blowing on themgently and actually got a little high from the powerful chemical fumes. Ilaughed quietly. Literally, as she would always be reborn if she died. For a while, itlooked like she might actually win. Then the tragedy happened. A deviousgadget hitting her, that not only burst her body apart but her very soultoo.What was left of her soul was scattered all over the world and Silviostood now before a fragment of the legendary last hero. He could takeit. Fuse with it and gain her power. Then he wouldn't be as helpless tothe oppressors as he was now. Yes. Silvio had decided. He would take. Then came college, where we finally went our separate ways. After graduation she only worked for a short while before she married and had a son and a daughter. Then she was divorced and living with her mother again. I had gone into the service after graduation, came home, joined a major engineering firm, got married and was also divorced. (No children, which was a major reason for my divorce.)Although we had renewed our friendship our sexual interaction is one of convenience. Once in a while,. “what do you mean!” she exclaimed. I pointed at the results board. “you are gonna bite the dust next term. Shameless!”, she said as she shoved me away. Damn! What did I say wrong!And then I realized what a great fool I am. Next day I apologized her at least 10 times before she agreed to have a cup of tea with me at the canteen. It was a matter of time before we were friends and soon good friends and then what she called were best friends.I came to know about her lonely life. What made her so.