I knew I'd see her again, but i was unsure about how I would feel. What I would say. What I Would do. But I was sure that she didn't have the same worries as me, the same thoughts hadn't even crossed her mind.
When I did see her, she looked, Different. Not physically. Everything was still the same about her. Same long black hair, same nice firm breasts , just, The Same. She had been changed in a way that was unexplainable but highly noticeable.
