I checked every shop anywhere near the corner.I finally found her working in a book store about three blocks away. And then I started doubting myself....Would she laugh at my American accent? Would she think I was stalking her? Was she married? If she liked me, could she live up to the fantasy in my head?It didn't matter. I had gone this far; I wasn't going to stop. I walked into the store and up to the counter."Hello. Can I help you?" I, umm. Yes."She waited. Then I blurted it out."I know this. One of my friends had gone out with her soon after I met her so I didn't really pursue it. That did not last long, but we moved to different universities and she left my town. So seeing her was a bit of a problem. Erica was feeling sore the next day and said that she did not feel like going. Her best friend tara said she would stay with her, but my best friend, Tom, knew I could use the time alone so he persuaded his girl, tara to come with him and I stayed back. Erica and I always had very. (Most girls are very self conscious of their body at that age.) It is hard for me to be just as comfortable when she does this because her thong bikini is very revealing. This wouldn't matter much if she didn't have a gorgeous body. But she does. She is about 5'8" and 115 pounds. She has the most perfect long blonde hair and amazing tanned legs. They are so long that I can imagine the way the would wrap around me. Of course she doesn't help my sexual frustration when she wears the tiniest. Her curly black hair extended till below her shoulders, she wore black specs which made look like a brazzers pornstar, her ass was TIGHT! Boobs looked firm and a curvalicious lean figure. Yummyyy! I licked my lips. I was trying to control myself.So then I was eavesdropping when I realised that there was a communication gap and that she was struggling. I went near andMe: hi! Do you need any help?She: yes please!! He doesn’t understand what I’m trying to tell him.I then help talk broken Tamil.