I asked her what. She did not reply. Then I told her that she could go back other home and come next day Evening when my parents would also be there. ...But she said that she was afraid of staying alone there since my cunning eyes were waiting to lay her, so she preferred to stay here only. After sometime, I offered her coffee and while tasting coffee, she looked at me indifferently and told me I looked very smart and beautiful. When I switched on the TV, she came close and sat by my side in the. ..especially my own,"and I pause and then, straightening up, add more forcefully then Iever could imagine I would, "and you know, I can have very highstandards." Now why did I say that, why did I move that way? That'ssort of what I feel, but I would never have said it that way.She blinks and does a little start, finally looking at me with alittle twinkle in her eye and a very small but noticeable smile startsat the corners of her mouth and works it way inwards, and it's as ifshe saw the old. She had taken a few vacation days between Christmas and New Years, and she was in the holiday spirit. That meant I was being allowed to lie in bed for longer (hurray!). But that wasn't to be the case this morning."Sean! Sean! Get up, Son. Brenda is here."This was all taking quite a bit of getting used to. I had woken up in my dreamtime and found Brenda wasn't in my furs with me. I'd then spent another two years being pushed hard at my studies by 'Charles the slave-driver'. When I eventually. All of our time the taxi driver was giving us a weird look, at last, we got down at out hotel and I took her hand around my shoulder and took her in the room.She opened her eyes to see that we have reached our room. I began changing my clothes as I removed my shirt and was removing my pant she pulled me to the bed and hugged me again sobbing. I asked her what happened she told me she is not right after she breaks up. She loved the guy a lot and the guy treated her like shit, never cared for.