A Special friend.
I met Charlene in my freshman year of college, about eight years ago. Back then she wasn’t what I would consider very attractive. She was kind of tall and had very little curves to her body. Her hair was straight and un-styled; she had a flat chest, wore black rimmed glasses and had very oily skin. To add insult to injury she was the biggest geek I had ever met. But she was also the nicest person I had ever known and if I hadn’t been shallow back then I could had easily dated her . So I found myself defending her constantly throughout college. I even got my nose broken one time, protecting her from the jerks on the football team when they were pushing her around at a local bar. After we graduated …