I ran into her by accident, or maybe its fate. She looked exactly the same, even

after all these years, she still looks the same, she has not aged a bit. She brought

back old memories. She was nineteen when I met her for the first time. She had silky

straight hair, rosy lips that any guy would want to kiss, and the body of an hour

glass, oh boy! I remember how many guys were after her. She was always on skirt or

jeans, with a top that hugs her, revealing her curves, making heads turn. She had a

sophestication that made her stand apart. On top of it she was smart and friendly and

handled the guys pretty well. She was hot and smart, a deadly combination, and I knew

I don't stand a chance with her, with all other rich, handsome guys around, I was

nowhere near them.

Well, I was smart, fairly decent looking and was good with words. Thanks for the

science fair and professor JR, she ended up with me among all odds. Since she fell

ill and I broke my leg in a bike accident, JR decided to pair us up to redo the

project, one thing let to the other, somehow we connected and she became my girl.

Wow!, what a time we had, how we used to walk on the beach holding hands, and how I

would always call her for a race and she would take me seriously and run as fast as

she could and me, the evil guy inside me, would let her win every time, pretending to

be tierd, just to feel her skin when she hugs in sympathy or pride, all those

memories came back and he didn't even realize she was standing beside him.

Well, she invited me for a cup of coffee and it took me a while to bring up the topic

of how I had to yield to my parents request and marry someone else and apologised to

her all over again. She seemed to have moved and took it pretty well and moved with

the same ease she it all those years ago. She gave a hug on my achievements, talked

about the good times we had had and where is life is now and how happy she is to have

met me. Me, I was hardly listening to what she was saying, her dress sense has

changed, her blouse was showing some clevage, and that was all my mind could think

about. That night I went back to my hotel room and all I could think was her, how

intimate we had been and how heart broken she had been when I had broken the news to

her that I have to yield to my parents requests and marry someone else. Well my

interest was her physic, and used the circumstances to my best advantage, and married

a business tycoon's daughter and me, today, own a couple of industries.

The best part of the next day was, we spent the whole day together and I was exstatic

when she invited me over to her home. My words must have touched her heat or I it was

my lucky day, I felt her skin was still soft, he lips were luscious, and I every

ounce of her were like little drops of heaven.

She opened the window and the rays went straight to his eyes forcing him to open his

eyes and he struggled to avoid the rays and in the end gave up and turned around and

saw a glass of water and a couple of tablets next to them. Suspicion clouded his mind

and he jumped out of the bed and grabbed her bag and he walked out from the bathroom

after a nice shower, all dressed up ready to leave.

He looked at the clock and realised it was already eight and he stared at her not

knowing how she would reach. She walked over to him gave a peck on his cheek, grabbed

her back and walked towards the door asking him to lock up when he leaves. Just

before stepping out, she opened her bag and gave him a couple of bottles of

medication and said you may need these from now on. I forgot to tell you that I am

HIV positive.

He fell to the ground in shock.