BFF had to leave after an hour and a half. I elected to stay in the hopes of another BFF that I was texting would show. I shimmied over to a group at ...he bar that I know in the hopes she would show soon. After an hour and no response from her I made my exit. On my way out I met a black guy friend in the parking lot. Hubby knows him. We made some small talk for a bit. He asked where I was heading and where was hubby. I said he was traveling. Our friend, well, my friend, said why not join him to. Fortunately, we both had to be on a same page when it comes to our ambitions. She is a north Indian girl staying here with her friends in an apartment nearby the institute where we both studied. As the course went on, we got along well. The only problem with her is, she is so possessive about me. We both knew we are friends. We demarcated that line and never crossed the limit even once. She used to fight over silly things very often. She is a very caring person too. So attentive and active. " You "Listen up, Willis." You saying While clutching my arms behind my back, and slammin' me up against that wall "You're going to keep our private jungle gym tree playtime, private, alright..." You whispering in my ear "You big juicy long Tropical Jungle rope Nigger Pole swingin Freak, Hahaha, ya know what just for bringin our little Freaky past up, Im rimmin' your ass out tonight after 10:00pm 0'clock program, Im going to lick your dirty Black asshole and slather those, long swangin. ”“Bala,” Jessica said, “please page Doctor Barton ‘stat’ and I’ll need a nurse as well.”“Jess,” I sighed.“Shut up, Tiger!” Jessica snapped. “You are going to get your exam right now. Bethany, I’ll need you to explain to Doctor Barton what happened.”“I can do it, Babe,” I protested.“You’re going to shut up and get your butt into to Exam 1. Strip down to your briefs. Do you hear me?”“Yes, Doctor Adams,” I replied flatly. “But it wasn’t a manic episode.”“That isn’t for YOU to decide,” Jessica.