Not sure in remembering it back in college, how it happened. But, it still brings a smile to my face whenever I think about it. It was summer, I was h...me from school and had just come back from my blue collar job in a warehouse. Was working to pay off the car I had bought the summer before. Every morning, I would get up, go to work, and then drive home, sweaty, dirty, and in need of a shower. My mother and father had separated. I was the only boy, actually a young man at the time, 19 and a. She asked me how things were going with Jennifer, and she asked about Elyse. I let her know that things with Jennifer were great, and that I had really hit it off with Elyse and we’d probably see each other when I got back from Sweden. She giggled. It crossed my mind that Jennie had set us up, and probably either knew or suspected I’d had sex with Elyse, but I wasn’t going to talk about that now. Jennie asked me to write to her occasionally. She also wished me a safe trip.“And have a LOT of fun. If either of them noticed I hadn't really answered their questions they didn't say anything. I considered taking down the picture but figured it was already too late.I made a quick escape to my "studio" to get the proofs ready for Jim—and to avoid any more questions about the picture. By the time I was done culling the obvious clinkers from yesterday's shoot Beth was home. I fired off an e-mail to Jim with the proofs and joined my lady in the kitchen."WHAT! How did ... why didn't you think of. She was perfect in every way. As we walked arm in arm down the side streets towards my condo she put her head on my shoulder and stared up at my face with those heart melting eyes. I knew right then that I loved her.We reached the granite steps of my brownstone building and I placed a foot on the first step and looked at her. She looked at me seriously, and did the same. We walked slowly, without a word, upstairs to my door, all the while looking deeply at each other. We went inside. Again we.