How I would look into her eyes and tell her I love her. And in my dream, she returned my love just as fiercely. I desired this feeling, and I was goin... to stop at nothing to get it.I called my only female friend, Tammy, and asked her to do me a huge favor.We were sitting in her bedroom, me on a chair, and her on her bed. We have always been close and comfortable with one another, so this was normal. She listened to my request intently, never interrupting nor judging me. When I finally finished,. ‘Would you like to come to my house for a cup of coffee?’ She asked him. ‘It is okay. I’ll do fine.’ He said. ‘Come on Chandru. It is okay. It wouldn’t hurt if you go home a bit late.’ She said to him. He was silent. ‘Are you coming?’ She asked him again, but now placing her hand on his shoulder and then brushing his thighs as she brought back her hand. That helped it. ‘Yes…’ he said. She asked him to park the cab somewhere safe and walk with her to her home. As he parked, she let loose her. As I set them down, I asked, "Is there a Mr. Martinez? I've never seen him."She laughed. "Yes, there is but that bastardo left us when I was pregnant with Esteban and now we are divorced. I swear he will never see the inside of my house ever again." I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to stir up old wounds." No, it is alright. I don't usually think about him but when I do it makes me very angry that he would leave his family like that." Yes, I know what you mean. Hey, since Esteban doesn't feel. She found her iPad and jumped back in the bed beside me. She fiddled with it for a few moments, getting something ready.“Here,” she said as she handed me the tablet. “Read these in sequence. I wrote these as diary entries years ago, then thought of making it into some kind of story so now it’s in chapters. Anyway, it’s all true, and you’ll get to know quite a bit about me.”I had kind of hoped that we would just make love and hang out all day, but this suddenly turned very interesting. Maybe.