I read the note over and over perhaps it wasn't written by her, but I knew it was by the handwriting. I lay on my stomach and bawled my eyes out, I fe...t sick, worthless, useless. My one and only true friend Julie had left me, 'what was I going to do?' I cried most of the night, sleeping only briefly. I decided to try and find out what had caused Julie to write the note. I tried to find her all day, and eventually I caught up with her outside the library. "Julie...Julie!" I called. She stopped. Nobody paid me much attention. As usual, I was just one of the older, unattached losers hanging at the bar that particular Friday night, hoping to score a hot young chick. Most of us had unkempt hair, even beards, and not a chance in hell. Only difference between me and the other guys was, I really was going to carve another notch in my leather belt that night.She was dancing with three other women. A gaggle of bitches nearing their use-by-date, all around the 30-mark. They’d frontloaded a. Spread your feet wider apart, my brother said as he took a knee directly in front of me, so I can get a good look. Thats wide enough, I said as I scooted my feet another inch apart. You said you would spread your feet apart and give me a good look, he said as he reached down and picked up a short stick just to his right. Reaching out he then scratched two lines in the dirt well outside of my feet. There, he said as he set the stick down, that wide or forget it. The two lines were almost three. You’ve been craving for me since that night, I know….”, saying that he looked straight into her eyes in a probing manner.She did not refuse. “But…..”, she stopped for a while and continued, “I’m married now…”.Tushant held her tight with his muscular arms and laughed. “The first time we did this, you were engaged..”, he said and leaned forward to kiss her lips.She turned her face and his lips landed on her soft cheeks. Deepthi was getting horny. As Tushant rightly said, she had craved for his.