She had high heels, white nylon stockings, white straps holding them up from what I assumed was a garter belt, SHORT plaid skirt, and a flimsy tank to... that showed off her tight, flat tummy. I was too busy checking out her body to really get a good look at her face, but when she turned around and smiled at me as she walked off the main trail onto a secondary one, I knew that was my cue to follow. I figured what the hell, I'd bring her back to my place and cough up whatever money she wanted and. Good night, and dont stay up too late studying, Julie cautioned before we each disappeared into our own apartments. That night I fantasized much the same as I had the last few weeks, that I had her in my bed and that her baby was actually mine. Then Julies drunk husband would come in and with one punch he vanished and she suddenly loved me instead and became my wife. It was stupid and corny, but I just couldnt stop myself from dreaming about her again and again. The next day after I came back. That would make it two-twenty. No wonder I am famished.“How is Soldier Kern?”“Are you?”Am I, what?I must have looked clueless, since she slapped my leg saying, “Going to ask my father.”“Oh that, I haven’t decided.”Apparently, that was the wrong answer, since I ended up wearing the remains of my stew on my head before she stormed off.“Chandra.” I barked.“What?” She stopped a few steps away but faced away from me, I could hear the tears in her voice.“It would be a great honor for me to be allowed. “I lived in the city during the summer, but now since I don’t have much income I moved here where the rent is cheaper.” My breakfast arrived and I asked if she wanted to eat something, but she declined. “Are you from South America?” I asked, after eating two slices of bacon. “Yes, from Colombia; how did you know?” “I lived in Panama for a long time, and I recognized your accent, but I wasn’t sure from which country. “I also lived in Panama for a while, what a coincidence.” While I finished.