I stared at thelittle girl, not believing what I saw.With trembling fingers, I opened my purse, and reached into mywallet for a creased photograph whi...h I had carried with me forover fifteen years. It was taken that Halloween night when I wasseven years old, and the little girl in the dress was me. I heldit up next to the girl in the photograph. It was her.In a daze, I looked through the exhibit program until I found thecredits for the photographs on display. The picture I was staringat was. Her words were so touching to me. I wrote them in the border of my notebook and looked at them often. The very fact that she had mentioned love sent chills down my spine. It was clear she felt the same about me as I did for her. The next day I was relaxing on an old sofa in one of the college’s many student lounges. I had my notebook in front of me in a feeble attempt to study. Although I had exams coming up, my mind was a million miles away. I started staring at a large fish tank against a. "Please baby", he begged as he adjusted him massive hardon in his shorts. She smiled and lifted a foot coquettishly- "Is this what you want?" she asked giggling. "Yes baby you know it is". "Do you want me to press my feet against your hard cock?" she asked seductively. The image of her foot against his cock made him shudder with desire; already a bead of precum formed on the tip and was soaking his shorts. "Yes", he said in a low voice as he gulped. She sat down on the bed and waited for him. A man I had met before sat down beside me saying 'hello again.' I just mumbled something and looked away. I felt my face turning red because of what had happened the last time he came along and found me here. He continued to talk to me about the warm evening, the quiet air, how it was getting dark and I did not respond, my heart racing, wondering where this was going. I had met this man here before and he had gotten me to do things for him that both embarrassed me and sort of exhilarated.