By chance, we were both walking out of the same club one evening, when she spoke up."This is bull shit Steve, and you know it. We're nice and corgel t... each other's faces, but I know you're backstabbing me whenever you get the chance. I admit it, I screwed up, what do you want me to say? I'm sorry, ok? Now can we talk, like a couple of adults?" she asked."What's there to talk about, you lied, you cheated on me; end of story," I told her."You're right, I did lie. However, I never cheated on you. I tried to say that I couldn’t because of my friend and he immediately dismissed that comment. But, my naïve self thought, nah he isn’t into me like that but he could be drunk??? In a split second I went inside my friends house told her I was going next door for a bit and would be back. She was gleaming with excitement. I attempted to squash her joy by playing it down to the he is too young for me notion but we are going to be friends. Then, off I went. I truly thought that I would only be. She did it slowly, and even at that, I was already in love, so to speak. I remained lying back for the first few minutes, but made myself bring my head up slightly to see her. She wasn't looking back at me, but it didn't matter.She was giving me the sincerest form of affection, and that was the best thing she could do for me. I felt like she was giving me pure torture in a way because it felt so good that it hurt. I had bad feelings about fucking her because she was Gary's fiancé, but I didn't. ‘You no come with friends. You no want bar girl. You lonely.’ ‘Ok. You’re right. Yeah. Been that way a long time.’ ‘So why not go with bar girl. That way you have good fuck.’ ‘Perhaps, but then I’d still be lonely afterwards. And I don’t think the sex would be good if I didn’t know the girl.’ ‘You want I find good girl for you? Not bar girl.’ I chuckled. ‘Thank you Som, but no, you don’t need to do that. I think I’ll just sit back and relax. Don’t worry about me.’ So we finished eating.