.. I am very uh, understanding! You see yourself under my big black ass, don 't you? It's cool, man....everything has its price, so let's deal!" S...e must have weighed close to four hundred pounds, and carried it well."Damn, I'm so predictable... yeah, you got me... it's all true... I'm addicted to being sat on by ladies of your, uh, build... I mean I'm REALLY addicted... can't get enough of it... but I am willing to pay whatever price it takes, so tell me what the deal is... I'm comfortable. Can your friends come get you if I call them?” I asked him. He told me he didn’t have a number, he’d followed some other people out before the storm began. Against my better judgment I decided to take him to my house then call for a tow.“I’m Eric, what’s your name?” I asked him. “Ryan Anderson” was his soft, meek response. “You know you really fucked up Ryan. If the police didn’t find you and bust you for the d**gs and alcohol you could have frozen to death if your car had run out of gas” I. I’d tried to hold on to it, but it was impossible. I wasn’t the same guy who fell in love with her all those years ago even if she was the same girl. ‘You know,’ I sighed sadly. ‘Don’t you two think it’s about time you admit how you feel for each other?’ ‘What?’ Tiffany cried. ‘Tiff,’ I said. ‘You love me. I know that, but you love Brad too. It obvious. You two have been friendsa long time. What we have is good, but I have a feeling that what you two share will be so much more.’ In my world. " Hazel's eyes widened at thesudden apology. "I've been stressed by dealing with this whole suitthing, but that doesn't excuse what I said. I took out my frustration onyou because you were there and you didn't deserve that."Hazel gaped as she listened. "You... you can't," she stammered. "Maybe Ijust wanted a piece of what you have. I was jealous, okay?"I'm sorry," Rose repeated, "I can't do any more than apologize rightnow. Apologize, and ask for your help. You're involved in this now, butif.