Riley is all of five foot ten inches tall and a very well formed one hundred and seventy pounds. His blue eyes blazed with good humor and lust when he...sauntered to me in the bar where we met. If he hadn’t approached me first in that bar six months before I probably would have missed out on meeting him at all. He just didn’t seem like the boob fiend type, until he walked up to me smiling and asked my boobs what I was drinking. ‘Gotcha’ was what I thought. And truly who looks for love in a bar?. They arrived at a large house standing alone on a hill and her father told her to remove the hood. In an instant she could see that there were no other houses in sight. He escorted his daughter through the front door. She could see that there were fourteen other men in the room. She was lead to the bar and given a drink (it was a rum&coke). Unknown to her the drink was light on rum and heavy on the coke, it was her first drink and the men didn’t want her to be so drunk that she couldn’t. Well, you've seen her face but her whole body is bruised: her chest, her arms. I couldn't see her back but we know about that. But, Nick, he's also knocked all the stuffing out of her this time. She's trembly and tearful: something I've never seen before. She's small like me but in the past she's bounced back quickly but not this time. I'm worried that she may be suffering brain damage." No, Puss. I doubt it because it doesn't sound as though he hit her about the part of her head with the brain. (I think.) But what to do with this? Not only is she way too young and living way too close but I'd been way too hanging out with her way too mother. (Were these really problems or just my insecurities?) And of course, that night Rachel rendered all my concerns irrelevant by showing up at my door, asking me if she can come in.There's edginess to some people. You're never really sure what they're thinking, what they're going to do or how they're going to respond. You sense things about them that.