Throughout the drive back home, vivid memories of her glowing face kept rolling in my head. All the time we spent alone with each other, and yet I was never bothered to look past my friend, to see how beautiful she has become. Upon reaching home, my brain flustered with so many thoughts of her, I decided to call her up and ask her to meet me. She being her usual self asked me to come to her place. I told my mom I was going out, as I raced my way to her place which wasn’t that far. Reaching there, I rang the doorbell. My eyes caught a slight glance at her garage. Fortunately, there were no cars parked, which was a great relief. It would be already difficult to get my thoughts together with the new found interest in her, let alone to talk to her when her with her mom snooping around.

After few minutes of stating at the door, I called on her phone to open the front door. She rejected my call and yelled from inside. She was like that, always loud and shouting. The house was a duplex with her room on the upper floor. I slowly tiptoed towards her room, and as I entered my eyes had the pleasant experience of watching her bending down. I stood at the door admiring her long curved legs which had a small scar just above her ankles. It was from the time we use to play as kids. As my eyes wandered, I saw, she was wearing light pink shorts and a white tank top. She was busy arranging her clothes and her room looked like a war zone for outfits. She didn’t look at me as she continued doing her work. I somehow managed to find a place to sit next to her wide array of lingerie’s

 “get up from here you jerk”, she yelled with her tresses hanging above her shoulders as she wiped those little drops of sweat from her forehead.

With a grin on my face I said “as if I have never seen these things before, but you have a very nice collection”. Unmoved by conceited statement, she grabbed my hand and tried to pull me up, I resisted her tug and pulled her towards me, it was just the right amount of force as she landed on top of me and her luscious hair all over my face. She emitted a tempting fragrance, even though she was not wearing any perfume but I could tell that  she had just washed her hair as it felt like heaven. 

As she moved away from me I could see that she was really annoyed with my actions as she punched me in the stomach. The pain was not of the punch but the very need to breathe and taste the fine scent again.

In an irritated manner she asked “ why the hell you left me today with you friend, it was so uncomfortable, I don’t even know him...” 

she kept rambling about how much of a jerk I am, to leave her and not help her. She has always been animated when she talked. However, for the first time, I saw those actions in a different light. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her ample s and slim waist of hers. I had to keep reminding myself to look into her eyes or think about anything else. But my attempts were failing as I felt I was getting aroused. Trying to distract myself, I searched into deep brown eyes, and then again wandered downwards. Her tank-top which caressed her body tightly wasn’t helping at all. I never knew white color could be so attractive. Well, thin white cloth with her curves, and I am sure it was t