The darker the berry the sweeter the juice

Met Nina again, at her favorite Indian restaurant. That's all we do I guess: restaurants, drinking, good conversation in and out of the bedroom. She is trying to lose weight so she had taken some pills that curbe the appetite. She was not well. To the point where I asked he if she wanted me to drive her home. She said no, lets go through it. And with that she lowered the seat of my car and took a nap for 15 minutes. Woke up and she was ready to rock and roll. And afterwards she said that "The darker the berry the sweete the juice" (i.e. when you go black you never go back). I tended to agree with her. And as a present she wanted to give me her wet undies! I declined on that one.
We started talking and she was telling me about her issues, and the fact she is trying to renew her visa to stay a bit longer in the US and go to business school. And the way she was describing it, she put so much feeling into it that I felt for her. She reminded me of myself in my twenties and nearly broke (and without a sugar momma!) trying to figure out how to do things.
So I asked her what her favorite stock is: she said Coke, and Disney. I told her that the profits from my next trade I will give to her, so she can pay for her legal fees etc. Of course if the trade does not turn out profitable I will send her a bill (just kidding).
She is so sweet and nice, I just can't see how I will break up with her, when that time comes (and it always does)