There were no hard feelings about it though, because we were still friends, just not lovers anymore.I snapped another can open and lay back on the sun...ounger. On my left, Tank-boy was sprawled on his back on the patio as his girlfriend Emma stepped over him to reclaim her sunbathing spot on the next lounger. I had not met Emma before today, but had to admit that Liam had done well for himself. She was a stunning brunette that apparently came from a very wealthy family."How's it goin' livin'. The evening burned with shades of autumn skies, purple and orange, rose and red. Blue blackness began creeping in from the hillside behind a shimmering pick up truck, accompanied by the trickling of an overrun creek bed some thirty paces south. When he bought this land almost ten years ago, he was only looking for something to give him credit. Since then, it had made him more of a man. So much of his life was about fighting destruction, he needed a place where he could return something back to. Iwas a young man who appeared to be perfectly normal. I had never been introuble and I tried to go out of my way to do the right thing for otherswhenever I could. I was an athlete, but I had none of the jock habits ormentality. In spite of that, I would have been labeled a freak if mytrue relationship with Tabitha was ever revealed.I could hear the slurs: "Faggot," "Queer," "Homo" - you know the list.I'm sure you can hear the taunts and the feel the shoves. Perhaps eventhe punches. I could walk. She smelled of cigarette smoke and bad perfume, which he deplored. It always made him wonder how bad her sense of smell had become. He disliked her on several levels. He did not smoke and could not stand to be around those who did for extended periods of time. Amanda, further, had made no secret of her desire for him and her open willingness to do anything for him. She was so thin as to make Kat Moss look healthy and Samantha positively curvy by comparison and he was not a fan of that look. She.