At first I did not have any sexual intention towards her till that night which changed the relation between us. From then she has turned into a whore ...or me whom I used to fuck in regular interval. We have a two bedroom flat. My parents share one and the other one for me. So Rosy had to share the room with me. We were very friendly and used to gossip and watch television and visit together as my intermediate exam was over. We used to sleep on one bed side by side. One night when I got up in the. ’ She didn’t answer me, but instead sheepishly shrugged her shoulders. I continued to stare at her, wanting an answer, and when she knew her mock gesture of ignorance wouldn’t satisfy my curiosity, she just said, ‘Does it really matter?’ She wasn’t going to tell me. Whatever her reasons, she was going to keep them sequestered away in her heart. I kissed her, and said, ‘No, I guess it doesn’t.’ ****************** Traffic into the city was unusually heavy for a Saturday, but the slow going gave. But I want us to haveanother chance. I think we should move into Grandma's house and startover. It will take you some time to write your thesis, and that's agreat place to work. I can still commute to the office from there. Andto the gym, too. You watch me, I'm gong to get in great shape again,just for you."I felt so relieved, and also a little uneasy. I knew I didn't deservethis second chance, but I also knew that I didn't want to lose her.Besides, my life at college was over now; my buddies. She blushed. Dimples formed when she smiled. She was dark but stunningly beautiful. A jet black hair was up to her hips which had the best curves and her tummy was flat.She was slim and was wearing a frock and a blouse. I took her and made her sit on my lap. I held her waist, it was a handful and traced my fingers over her tummy. She let out a gasp and held my shoulders and her stomach was moving inwards wherever my finger went. I planted a kiss in her cleavage.We both stood up and I hugged.