LOST IN HIS ARMS
I felt the thorns of regret in my veins each time I remember the touch of his hands folding my breast. The touch of his fingers slipping under my skin, invading my blood and seizing my heart. I never thought everything will end like this, my life has been a mess since the night I slept at his place. I'm a lady every guy would leave their skinny girlfriends to meet. I had a sexy figure, a physical appearance I inherited from my Mum. When I resume tertiary institution, I was very careful in selecting my friends because I knew most of them were not with good motives. I found it easier to relate with a masculine figure than feminine. Jude Oka was more closer to me than the others. I had few feminine friends who actually thinks Jude & I were dating. I noticed he was attracted to me as well so it wasn't hard asking him for something. At first, I thought he had genuine feelings for me. This is the basic reason I chose to sleep over at his place. I regretted staying over anyways