“I don’t talk to ugly boys”, Vera would say to her friends anytime she was asked if we were dating. she suggested we kept our relationship a secret in order not to gain attention, but I knew better. Looking at the curves of her hips and finding my mark, assured me that she was still mine. This was the third consecutive night she spent at my place. Most times she would put out an impression of an independent but elusive woman, but then that made the sex all more fulfilling, having a woman that knew what she wanted was bliss.