I met Maria at a nice Italian restaurant, and we found a quiet booth so she could talk to me. Paul took a seat in the bar. I noticed he picked a table...where he could keep an eye on me. As we walked to our table, people recognized me, and I even had a couple ask me to sign napkins or whatever they had handy.Maria recommended the lasagna. It was vegetarian and actually good. I could tell she was nervous.“Just tell me what you want,” I said with a reassuring smile.“About last week, I hope you. I had found they were also hotheaded to go with the hair. This one seemed to fit that program.Suddenly, she moved her things and her body to the lounge chair next to mine. In a low voice, she said, “I’m sorry. I was rude. Today hasn’t been a good day already.”I said, “Apology accepted. It’s early yet. Things can get better.”“I would like that. My guy just dumped me and I lost out on a promotion that I had hoped to get.”“I understand, sort of. I got one that I’m not sure I want and my girl. Alicia walked up the sidewalk towards the main door. Her makeup and her clothing were chosen not only to show off her figure, but to make her look older than she was. She knew that if she couldn't get in here, there were other places she could try. Her beauty, and, quite frankly, the fact that she did look so young, would open some doors. But those same youthful looks would close more legitimate doors then they would open, and she knew that also. She took one last breath, then opened the door. I managed to lose my virginity before I finished Year Twelve, but that girl decided to move interstate to study and we couldn’t make the relationship work long distance. University meant more opportunities to socialise, but now I had some one-night stands to add to the record.Things looked to have turned not long after I turned twenty-one when I met Shannon. The two of us were head over heels in love with each other, and we moved quickly to live as one. Too quickly, in hindsight. The apartment.