I'm tasty

      The opportunity came for Billy on a particular

afternoon, incidentally, a fortnight after he had resolved

to bed her through any means. Sandra was lying,

relaxed with Billy in his bedroom at the family home.

They had come in straight from the campus when they realized they were both lecture free for the next three

hours. Sandra was ever willing to share the slightest

opportunity she had with her lover. When he had

suggested their going to his house, she had even been

relieved for she was getting fed up with being surrounded

by boys reeking of tobacco. Billy's room at home was

detached from the two bedroom flat that the rest of the

family occupied. It was more or less the boys' quarters.

a multi print viscose tunic that hugged her bosom and a

Sandra stretched out herself, yawning. She was wearing

Lycra leggings. Her right arm clanged from the gold coloured bangles as she stroked Billy who was sharing

the bed with her.

*Sandra baby, do you realize that my love for you

is real?* he murmured.

*I love you too Billy... You must know that but...*

*But what?* Billy anxiously asked.

*I don't seem to know who you are these days... I

mean, you're a nice sort of person, reserved but

honestly speaking, I don't like this idea of you being

crowded by guys all the time.*

*Sweetheart, isn't that better than being crowded

by girls? They are my friends and they are all students

like you and me.*

*I understand but my spirit does not seem to like

them... You know what I mean.. Some of them have

such piercing eyes that one would not want to be left alone with them,* Sandra explained.

*Well... I've never noticed!* Billy replied

nonchalantly.

*Anyway, I know that this popularity has got to do

with this fashion business; getting to meet new clients

everyday,* Sandra reasoned.

*I'm glad you understand, Sandy,* Billy said before

adding, *I'II get you a drink, an ice cold malt.*

*That will be wonderful of you. I'm really thirsty,*

Sandra said as she lay back on the bed.

Billy walked out into the scalding afternoon sun to

purchase the malt drink. He knew that this was the

moment he had been waiting for and he must not

blunder. On stealthily returning to the house with the

drinks, two bottles, he remained in the flat. There, he

proceeded to open the two bottles and poured a little

quantity of white powdery substance into one of the

bottles. He then carried the two bottles with their metal

cork lying loosely over their tops. He handed over the

drugged bottle to Sandra and he started sipping the

other as he began another conversation.

*Since then, Stanley has not been to your house?*

he asked innocently.

*No, but I saw him two days ago at our faculty,*

Sandra replied as she gulped down a large quantity of

the malt drink.

*Personally, I've not seen him for a long time. Being in different faculties in the university had really separated us* billy said watching Sandra narrowly as she swallowed her drink.