”“Because you're going to uni?" She nodded. "Why do you want to split up then?" I could feel anger building and was doing my best to keep calm, "I... guess you want to be free to try some rich law student or other!”I got up and crawled into the tent and I started to pack my clothes.“No, Dave, wait!” she pleaded.“What?”“You know damn well money has nothing to do with how I feel! And rich or poor I don’t want to try anyone else. There was a good reason I applied to Newnham College!”Her wind blew out. There’s no way to explain why I… a lover is one thing, wanton sex in a bar’s parking lot? That’s something else, altogether,’ she knew, crying, to her everlasting shame. ‘How could I have done something like that, over and over? God, I wish I was Catholic… at least, I could confess and ask for forgiveness.’ ‘Greg is a man of set-in-cement morals. Although he has no qualms about taking the first shot and killing someone, to know…’ she shivered, just thinking about it… ‘to know what I have done,. She said she forgives me and told that not to repeat like that. I said yes I won’t repeat like this mam. But I could not stop imagining things. I fucked her daily at my dream and masturbated. One day she wore a new saree. It was red in color. She always wore low hip sarees. My cock got erected as soon as I see her. I just seeing her navel, boobs and cleavage during class hours. She too noticed me. But she gave a naughty smile on me. That night our conversation through text was…Me: hi mam JMam:. ” So, even though we never had dinner, I went to our bedroom and started to cry like a baby. I heard Annie down the hall in the guest room rustling about; I think she was changing the sheets on the bed. Dark thoughts kept me awake all night. I showered, dressed and left for work on Wednesday morning without seeing Annie. I accomplished absolutely nothing at work, but as the project was finished, there was thankfully not a whole lot to do. I went to a hamburger joint for dinner and, when I.