Chapter 5 Change of plans Arthur was now 16 and Jasmine was 10. Jasmine was growing-up right and growing-up fast. Her hair was short just to her ears....She wore thick large glasses and she was very scrawny and short. She always wore baggy pant and sweaters. She didnt talk to anyone and her head ways always in a book. The only person she ever opened up to was Arthur, but recently he wasnt ever around. Jasmine knew it was because of his girlfriend (Mary), she finally convinced him to come over for. ‘Seriously? You still think I’m the one that did it? Someone framed me, doorknob.’ ‘Either way you’re involved and I want answers.’ I stand up, towering over her. She glares up at me, folding her arms over her breasts as she takes a few steps backwards. ‘If you really believe that I killed your best friend why am I standing in your house right now?’ Cause your pussy’s worth killing for. ‘Look, it’s late…lets just get some sleep,’ I say. ‘Ok.’ I leave to get her blankets and when I come back. They had emigrated from Italy right after the war when their town was destroyed in the fierce fighting between the Americans and Germans.She had two sisters and one brother. All were older than her, and she was the first to attend anything past high school. Her brother, Louie, was a construction worker, while her oldest sister, Tina, was married and already had two children, both boys. That made both Mama and Papa very proud. Her middle sister, Marianna, was engaged to a nice man, but not. All these visions had one thing in common – I was having passionate sex with the same girl.I could remember my fingers caressing her curves, her sweet voice moaning my name, the taste of her lips and the scent of her hair.In each dream, I was having a truly sensual experience with this heavenly angel on different occasions. One time it was in an apartment, the other time it was on a beach, and yet another time it was in a big Jacuzzi. What was frustrating though, was the fact that I never.