I was born in Marseille, where I was a first-year college student. I fell in love with Ahmed, a Maghrebian student. He was a good-looking guy with black hair and blue eyes, like Alain Delon. I was very good at mathematics, and I engaged myself to give private math lessons to Ahmed. The lessons served us as a pretext. One day, Ahmed said to me that he appreciates my help and that he preserves me a reward. "I give you my cu...