I am Joan James, 21 years old and a year 2 undergraduate in a popular university in the city. My parents aren’t so rich but had struggled to maintain an education trust fund for my two siblings and i from birth that gave us the privilege of having the best of education. I wasn’t such a brilliant type but managed to be an average student in my quest not to leave my parents disappointed.
It was a hot afternoon, my class had just ended as i made my way through the scotching sun to my classroom, i was interrupted by a smartly, neatly and richly dressed young man who introduced himself as Dickson Smith a 4th year medical student. I needed not be told what he wanted for the manner in which he stared at me left a lasting impression that he was in love with my curvy busty body or should i simply put it as he was in love with me. I seem to like him too anyway, smart, handsome rich looking kid. He requested my name and contact and demanded we be friends as he saw me to the school gate, he was fun to talk to but i was rather engaged in my plans to go home to my parents for the weekend. It was a regular practice for me to go home for weekends to help my mother in her petty store so she could go get supplies for the week. My thoughts was already in my journey home.