He looked. His was the last name in it. What the hell was he looking for, anyway?Secrets? Hidden trapdoors? Ha! This phony hut was just one more roads...de tourist trap. A waste of time.Charlie thought he heard a voice echoing in the distance. Was someone singing?Outside. There was someone outside. In the bright moonlight, a woman was dancing. Dancing and singing.He cautiously edged out the doorway. It was a young girl, her long tresses flying above her narrow hips as she twirled, her face. Cobra slumped more in his chair, only to find a warm, firm hand on his cheek, tilting his head upward. Johnathan stared down at the glistening, golden-brown eyes of Cobra as tears streamed down his beautiful face, making it all the more desirable. His loins stirred as he stared into the face of someone who has gone through life loving, clueless of how painful it could be. Wanting to help him out of misery, Johnathan found his soft lips and began to kiss Cobra lovingly with a promise for more.. "Nope, nothing less. I could just go on to sleep and you two can enjoy each other's company tonight instead." Suddenly they had the money after all. "Okay, I'll be there in about an hour."I hung up and slipped out of the sleeping shirt, tossing it on the bed. I called a taxi and hurried to the bathroom to primp before it arrived. A quick shave down there to get it all nice and smooth and a shit load of hairspray to fluff my shoulder length brown hair. A bit of makeup, just some blush and shadow. Dave choked back histears and took a deep breath."P-Please say something," he stammered."I - I don't -," stuttered Rachel. She was lost for words. She did notknow how to comfort something when the shock of it was thrown straight ather. She was never prepared for this. The mere thought of Dave crying wasludicrous but there he was, lying on the blanket weeping like an infantchild. Sure she had strong feelings towards Dave but even she was matureenough to realise that what they had wouldn't last.