But before I could do that she called me from an unknown number. I picked up and she started scolding me that why did I involve so much with her if I ...didn’t want to be friends with her anymore and then started crying. I was sad listening to her words and told her I wanted to meet her and talk to her about something very important. She asked me to come immediately to her place as her son was at school that time.I went to her house and I could see that she was very disturbed. She locked the door. The three strands of pearls dangled from her in concentric circles. The shorter two strands swung freely, the longest was lodged where Mike had pictured it, reposing in her cleavage. The blouse, unsecured, fell away. Mike looked through the frame to the bare skin, the black bra, the perfect breasts. The half globes were hanging like twin melons on a vine. They were olive-tan, framed in the black bra.At first, Mike took little sips from the visual cup of nectar. Staring would have been crude,. "Hasn't anyone ever taken advantage of you?" I enquired."Only those who I want to," she said, with a wicked little grin on her face, which caused me to examine her more closely.I estimated Rebecca's age to be somewhere near 25, and although not particularly pretty she was attractive in the way of all young women. She stood about 5 feet 4 inches tall, being a little overweight for her height, and possessed a pleasant voice and smile. The maxi coat she habitually wore she kept on, even in the The. I really needed to be somewhere with someone just in case.I rang my good friend Meg. I didn't give her the whole story becauseI still had my pride but I told her about being jabbed and beingscared that something may yet happen to me.She laughed. " I have heard all sorts of lines used to get into agirl's bedroom, but this is the most original. Full marks for trying.But you could have just admitted that you couldn't live without me.That you couldn't bear to spend another lonely night on your.