Looking at the house I could see it was empty. All the ground floor windows were closed, the front door shut. I went up the two steps, knocked and wai...ed. The garden was beautiful, she’d put so much work into it. It flowed from one plant, one tree, to the next. Blues, purples, pinks, greens. Serenity abounded. ‘It’s a lovely garden,’ a voice whispered behind me. I spun around, the unexpected sight of him blocking all thoughts. I hadn’t seen him for years. In my mind I’d believed he’d left or. Boys and girls here had different sections but used to attend some classes together occasionally. Both the sexes were quite friendly with each other. I had studied in a boys school with almost no interaction to girls at or around the school also (we had a girls school neighboring my previous school which actually produced babes) I used to park my vehicle at a friend’s place who lived near my new school. And walked to and from the school. One day while I was walking from my school to pick up my. It's the kind of love that doesn't signal the beginning of something beautiful, but rather the end of something that might have been beautiful but will never amount to anything more than what it is.I feel happy. Incredibly happy.She feels empty. "You have to go," she says. She's talking into her pillow."Not yet. I have a couple more hours before I have to go." I flop over on my back. My cock is at half-mast and rising. "I mean, you have to go," she says. "I'm not asking if you have to go. I'll. "Thanks. You know, if things go the way we have been told, everyone is going to need someone to lean on, don't you think." It would be much easier, yes. But you can't rush things like that." I know, just make sure the girls know I'm there for them if they need someone to talk to, and make sure they don't think I'm not just trying to get lucky," I said and smiled as we walked inside. It was about dinner time, so we decided to eat and then watch a movie — of course the girls picked some flick.