'How can she be so... Nice,' John thought to himself. 'I wonder what it's like to be so happy.' John smiled at the thought.John for as long as he coul... remember had been miserable. He had very few friends and his life was a giant emotional roller coaster, all he wanted was some stability. John moved to the exit of his school and took out the keys to his car. It didn't take long for him to realize that his head was beginning to throb. John set down his guitar and saw himself or rather Elisha. He glanced briefly at the other man as he got the response. He didn’t move for a good minute, probably listening for more information, before he crossed the room and approached the side of the gurney.Raven felt a surge of energy as her right arm ripped out of the restraint, shredded from her involuntary scratching. It whipped out farther than she thought possible, heading straight for the man’s face. His head jerked back with a surprising lightning-quick reflex, but she still grazed his nose. I wanted nothing more than to give this lovely woman the best pleasures I could.Figuring this would be a good time to mention it I told her I was slightly spooked by all the photos of her husband and kids on the walls and mantelpiece – I felt like I was being watched.It was her suggestion to go upstairs and I followed her up the steep narrow stairs to her bedroom. I swear she wiggled her lovely round arse more than any woman normally does – she could probably sense my eyes boring into her ass. "What the hell. "You should be. Woman like you. That was the first thing... no... the second thing... I thought of when I saw you at the bar." Oh, so you thought the drunk girl was "easy," did you? Now I'm definitely not sleeping with you." No. That wasn't it. I just thought how pretty you were, and that if you hadn't been bad-mouthing the Mavericks, every guy in the place would have been all over you."She looked at me for a moment before finally giving me a small smile. "Well, thanks. I guess..