“I ran my fingers over the stony bed and groped in shadowy recesses where the water was almost black until, suddenly, I touched a snake. It was ages since I had touched a snake... A few minutes later I plunged in …show more content…
There is more to a woman than just her appearance and her body, her treasures are the skills she has, her personality and her interests. Not everyone changes for the better, I had a friend who was the brightest student in class back when I went to school with him me and him would always compete against each other. Now that we go to the same school he certainly has taken the wrong path in life, now he is a drug user, all he posts on the web is pictures of himself smoking with his