The next day, she went to the doctor and got tested. She wasn’t pregnant. She celebrated this by going out, getting drunk and sleeping with lots of ...uys. Then she came back to me, telling me that she was a danger-addicted sexual maniac who desperately needed control, before getting herself killed. Okay, cool. Was the woman asking me to take control of her life because she was afraid of self-destruction? Apparently so. Ah, women. They say they don’t want it but deep down, they love being. “Thanks,” I said somberly after we exchanged pats on the backs and broke apart. “Thanks for being my friend.”He nodded, then we both sniffed and wiped our eyes while the hoots, hollers and aws died out from my fellow graduates.I took my sunglasses and the scroll of paper from the bewildered Ms. Pine, then after putting my sunglasses back on, I looked up at her and thought aloud, “What the hell.”Before she knew what was happening, I had Ms. Pine in my arms and leaning backward as I kissed her on. Soon our tongues are down each other's throats. Jack is grinding up against me. His hands find my ass and its squeezed like a couple of ripe melons. Suddenly Jack turns me around and slides his hand up under my top. I am not wearing a bra so immediately his hands find my boobs and the squeezing begins anew. He pinches my nipples and I moan.My body is getting hot. My panties are getting soaked. I am within a couple of seconds of forgetting everything and just fucking this guy. Is having. Although I took up Science but it was literature which always caught my attention in academics. I was then around 5”8 inches slim body with a kid like face. My friends used to often tell me “grow up yaar”. Aditya my best friend and till date he is my best friend. We were like inseparable. He was a complete opposite of Abhi.He was more into Science, outdoor sports, too talkative. We were together as best of pals since class 6. We always used to sit together in the first bench. He was athlete in.