I could not believe how beautiful Quinn was. I thought I looked alittle dorky, especially on our date, but the sex scenes with the two of uswere magi...al. I could remember each touch, each kiss, and each smell justlike it had happened yesterday. I came I do not know how many times usingthe film to relive my most cherished memories. I knew I had been given agift that was priceless. I had an opportunity to relive this experienceforever, knowing that I would never again see this beautiful,. She had on a black jacket with a blue blouse, a thin patterned skirt that went to about her knees, nude colored nylons, and black riding boots that went to about mid-calf. I was almost late for work that day since I took every opportunity I could to run my hand up her exposed nylons. Our goodbye kiss was particularly long that day, I just couldn’t stop myself from rubbing her. And, in an odd coincidence, she wasn’t resisting or telling me to hurry up so I wasn’t late. Eventually, I made it out. I haven't been out fourwheeling either, that was supposed to be "our day" we had planned, that never happened. The last three years, I've more or less kind of existed. Sure, I've tried to move on, find a new relationship, but, something always falls apart, or gets in the way. Distance, time, personallity conflict, all have been factors in why nothing works out. Try as I might, I can't get you out of my head, or my heart. I'm reminded of something your mom said, the day we buried you.... "I hope. She usually sat in the front row of my lectures. She introduced herself as Debbie, and I asked what I could do for her. Debbie sat across the desk from me, and set her bag down on the floor and crossed her legs. Her leg bounced nervously. I tried to focus my thoughts on what she was saying rather than her foot. I struggled not to stare as she told me if there were a way to earn extra credit for the class, because she didn't think she'd pass this semester. It would hold her back at least a year.