...She had grown faster than her peers. She came in a shade of cocoa butter with hair only possessed by the people of her tribe; a people of sublime beauty and a unique skill in luring boys and men into their trap.
I had graduated from “Peter and Jane” years before and was transfixed on the beauty of Shakespearean literature. His “Romeo and Juliet”, which we had been coerced into acting out quite a few times to gain some “free periods” from the teacher was so addictive that I found myself believing suddenly in this thing called love. I can still remember the roles of Lord Capulet and Lady Montague in what turned out to be a disastrously beautiful love story.
Few months after she walked into my life as the distant stranger that looked years our senior, her breasts were fast becoming the magnetic north to my ocular south.
