They drove away, dressed for an evening out. Phelps made no attempt to follow.But he didn't go back to his hotel. Her street was quiet and dark, and t...e house's rear yard was unlit and accessible. Careful not to be seen, Phelps crossed the side yard near the rear of the house and tried the back door.It was locked, but the old-fashioned door was easily breached. Phelps entered the darkened house with confidence. Clearly, the girl lived alone and would most likely be gone for hours. He decided he. She awoke disoriented because she had failed to dream of Palo's many women. And with her heart suddenly pounding, she'd wrenched herself off the sheets and stood, unsteady, her champagne colored hair disheveled; and tried to clear her head. Finally she fixed her eyes on a pair of birds flying in a familiar mating ritual just outside her window, and hoped that this was not just a new day, but a new beginning.She laughed silently and philosophically reflected that if nothing else, she still had. " But...but I love you," she pleaded with me, a split second before I felt her slap on my face. I knew I deserved it, but it still stung."There's more," I said, deciding to come completely clean with her."No, I don't want to hear it," she told me through a fresh set of tears. She tried to turn and run away from me, but I wasn't going to let her. I don't know why, but something in me wanted her to understand. She was the one person that I could completely be my geeky self with; the one person. Well! I have been an ardent follower of ISS for many years. I have been in a relationship long back but never got chance to have sex and this frustration led me to many dating sites from where I met this girl (Harika) and this story happened last month.In the initial stages, we spoke normally. As time flew, we got busy with our jobs and personal things. However, I didn’t have any feelings for her. But months later, she texted me to meet and as I was desperate, I immediately agreed. It was a.