Opening my eyes confirmed it was Erin. She was standing close but not touching me otherwise. It was probably for the best. "If you need me, I'm here. ...f this craving is that strong maybe we should take care of it before the meeting." She closed the short distance between us and pressed herself to me.I closed my eyes again. I could feel every hair, every inch of her body — in my mind. I knew Erin just as well as Renée and also knew she would be just as willing to receive me. However, I continued. I sat thinking about my life and wondering if life could actually be enjoyed. See, I was always that person who thought living a mild manner, do goody, life was the correct choice. But then why was I here drinking my life away? Something was missing. I was lonely at the time, no one to drink with, no one to call, no one to talk too. The bartender saw the pain I was in, and bought me a drink. She was tall, brown hair, brown eyes, amazing rack, and well tight curves. I wanted to talk to. .ye kuch 2 months pehle ki baat he, mera engineering ka 3rd sem chalu hogaye kuchh 2 months ho gaya tha, aur is baar 3rd sem k liye maine tutions rakhvaye the’ mere hi area me ek divorced professer rehti he..unki age kuch 40 around hogi.. 4 yrs pehle unka unke pati k sath kisi problem ki vajh se divorce ho chuka tha, unki koi santaan bhi nhi thi, wo saturday sunday ko free hi hoti thi pura din to muje tution pada ti thi, muje is sab ka itna knowldge nhi he so muje unki figure to nhi pata parr. Laurel looked in surprise at the lute the Lady held out to her "why don't you try, surely you can do better then I" Lady Joan chuckled. Laurel sat on the floor carefully holding the lute, she closed her eyes for a moment when she felt a tear remembering her mama and papa, putting her fingers to the strings it was as if her fingers knew what to do. Laurel closed her eyes again feeling the music flow from her as her fingers danced over the musical instrument, she smiled to herself and started to.