"As she was dictating into her phone, Raoul, the nineteen year old college student who worked as her house boy walked by. Katie made a pointing gestur... towards the living room, which he fully understood. "Looking forward to your compliance. Regards. Katherine McClair, Editor-In-Chief."She pressed the 'send' button as the bare-chested Raoul returned. Scrolling down to the next problem that needed addressing, she pointed down to the floor. Dropping the pillow onto the designated spot, the. And as usual when I replied,”who is this?” “divya” came the reply. I dint reply for a while then she contd,”congrats on passing, and high scoring in maths”. I just replied”thank you”.Next day she greeted “hi” and came to my bench sat down beside me the whole lecture. Everyone (including me) was surprised… Later that night I received a text from her again.. This time she said she failed in maths and got scolding at home. She said if she was unable to pass her father won’t let her continue. I pulled out a cigarette and couldn't find my lighter. I must had forgotten it at home. Luckily the man offered me a light. Exhaling smoke into my lungs, we both smiled."Ill be right back, I've got to use the bathroom," I whispered to him as I finished my last inhale of the cigarette.I couldn't seem to find the bathroom, the halls seemed never ending with too many turns. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see the man who bought me the drink."Baby, you are looking. Around 5'-10 or 11, which allowed her to carry her bit of extra weight very nicely. I had spoken to her from a distance numerous times since coming to stay with my aunt, so I now got my first good look at her. She was very attractive...likely gorgeous in earlier times..and had very captivating bright blue yes. For a lady her age, I saw very few wrinkles in her skin. She was wearing a light pink sleeveless dress which buttoned up the front, and had a loose full skirt. Her shoes were black mid.