"Marcus, I mean. This morning." He was just ... not forceful ... Well, he was..." She smiled, feeling warm as she remembered. "He took charge. Took th... initiative, sort of. Well, not really. I had to tell him ... not what to do. It was ... It was a feeling about what he did. He took me and didn't hold back. Didn't wait for me to do everything. He wanted me, and he let it show." I'm sorry it took us this long to work it out." Shawna turned and stared across the mattress. "We ... Well, Marcus. Two weeks before school, and ten weeks into the summer, I found myself staring at a new person. I started working out as soon as school broke, and that combined with carrying golf bags all summer had me looking as good as ever. I now stood 6 feet tall after a growth spurt, and a slender 168 pounds. I was lean, and had muscle outlines throughout my body. My 6-pack wasn’t there yet, but my chest was flat and firm, something I had previously given up hope of.For some reason, I still hadn’t seen. So from second semester he started teaching me and everytime I was trying to impress him I was going to his cabin and talk to him then I asked for his number and he gave me because it was natural then I gave him miss call on his number because I wanted him to save my number and then I went then in the evening I changed my WhatsApp dp and sent him message that thank you sir for helping meThen he replied meSir- that’s my duty nehaMe- yes sir I know but phir bhi thank youSir- thank you Then he. ”“Honestly, Emily! I happen to like politics.”“Me too, but…”Like Abby, being just three weeks into her degree, everything was new for Emily. But like her friend, she had a passion for politics and felt happy to have found someone with a similar sense of humour, who didn’t take things too seriously. While the fresher’s ball had broken the ice for other nervous newbies, it was in her first lecture that she and Abby had clicked. Emily liked that she was unapologetically academic. She was funny and.