Literature Case

It seemed like a lifetime ago she held my Hand promising a new lease on life... When in fact Leila had announced herself into my life only two years ago.... In two years I was able to forget almost everything, I can sparsely remember the one bedroom unit with the depressing brown coloured wall paper with bloodhounds upon it. The argumentative neighbours in a carcass of a run down set of 12 units. At that point in my life, my work as a (vet nurse) was mediocre, my social life was completely non-existent and as for a sexual life of mischief well more along the lines of mislead down the wrong path of unchoosen celibacy. I was 20 with dark blonde hair just below my shoulders constantly worn high in a pony tail, bright blue eyes and olive skin marred by scars from my current chosen career, i was currently a business degree major with top marks throughout the uni and others in the state, I worked hard at my job as a vet nurse and studied even harder well into the nights in which I gave so willingly to my snarly sub conscious telling me how to continue to get good grades of having a lacking social life. Then I met her,

Leila was beautiful a woman with stunning natural red hair that measured half way down her back, big bright green eyes and the lightest few freckles on her otherwise perfectly white skin. She approached me with confidence, the sort of stride I would only hope to one day be able to fill with my head high and the world at my feet by no means were my ambitions small, however this was a woman who seemed to have fulfilled hers and discovered a new way to taste the delights of the human body mind and soul. With a five foot seven frame Leila struck me as one of the most well groomed women I had ever encountered she wore amazing <designer> white tailored top and grey fitted pencil skirt along with some extremely expensive stockings and laboutine 6inch high heels. Finger nails beautifully manicured and make up that was never out of place or unclassy. In a sense I was jealous of how this stunning beauty tore all attention away from any other female in the vacuity with her long legs confidently pushing her striding figure gracefully through the crowds of people in awe and all I wanted was to be her.

On a particularly drizzly day I was managing my study and lunch to fit in with my work, a great achievement if you ask me, when such a beauty as Leila took up the vacant spot in front of my laid out study papers.

"Well, this certainly does look gruelling for such a pretty young lady to be pouring herself over" Leila had such a confident air around her entire self that I could do nothing but stair at her with a slightly shocked and slightly nervous look crossing my reddening face.

"My name is Leila Panaché, and I have been keeping an eye on you Jacqui