‘I know you,’ I say, checking how her breasts fill out her top, then returning to her hazel eyes.‘You think you do,’ she replies simply.‘No,... I do.’ I struggle up, bedclothes slipping off my naked chest. ‘Boston, 2004-ish. I was holidaying in the US. You were serving bar and I…’‘Spent the evening mustering courage to hit on me while not staring at my tits.’‘You remember – YES.’ Embarrassment strikes. ‘Look, I wasn’t long out of my Christian phase. Hadn’t got my chat-up act together.’‘Which is. She kept her one leg on the bed and other one down.I sat on the bed and stared at her eyes.Me: What do you wanna talk about?Priya:(softly) about our kiss.Me: Oh…I’m so sorry I behaved to you like that Priya. I just couldn’t get myself under control.Priya: I kissed you back too.Me: yeah…I know…Its just that…I’m sorry Priya….I….I love you so much….Priya was so happy to hear this. She had tears in her eyes.Me: (like an idiot) Oh don’t cry Priya…I’m sorry.She kept her finger on my lips and came. “How are things with Jenny?”“They are okay, not very good, I said.”“Why? She’s a nice-looking girl.”“Yes, she is, but she’s like you used to be, all prim and proper. Nothing physical.”“Oh trust me; I was far from prim and proper when I was her age.”“You weren’t?”“Everybody, including my folks, thought I was, but the reality was different. So, nothing physical yet with Jenny?”“Nope.”She stood up, hugged me tightly and said: “That’s sad. Still, you had more than your fill with Rache.”“Yep, she. Asrehearsal time approached, still a few hours away, he had tried to puthis moves on her. Besides the young woman having a very steadyboyfriend who couldn't make it to the rehearsal but would be a guest atthe wedding, which should have been enough reason not to try, Mike justignored this obstacle believing that he could win over any girl'saffection.He noticed her in his sister's now unused bedroom of their mother'shouse, apparently by herself, as she and Mike's sister had been tryingon their.