I was afraid about his good appearance, his dominant looks. I thought he Would never make contact to me , my heart beated, I got started to get warm. ... turner my face to the bar and ordered another drink. Suddenly a voice behind me said “ may I invite you to drink this one with me?” I turned around and saw the Man I admired at a distance. I blusched, and could just say euuuh…Please accept my invite, I am Mohammed. He gave me his hand to shake. His friendly look and smile made me accept his. This morning after a few sunny days that will amount to our summer it rained so hard for hour`s to make up for the sun we had just had, i got drenched going from my van into the office,i got in and shook my head to get rid of the few drop`s, i walked into the reception and noticed no one around,Janes bags were next to her desk but she wasn`t in sight,i took my coat off and went into the kitchen and standing next to the sink was a drowned Jane,she turned and we both burst out laughing as she was. Why don't you just call me Cherry? Everybody does.Prosecution: Objection, relevance.Miss Diddlins: I don't think you like me at all. First you go after Charlie, then you object to me.Defense: That's his job, Cherry.Miss Diddlins: Ooo, I like it when you call me Cherry! But I don't think I'd ever go out with someone who had a job like that.[Laughter in the courtroom.]Prosecution: Your Honor!Judge: Well, I wouldn't go out with you either. But the jury will ignore the young lady's. High cheekbones and a chiseled jaw framed an aquiline nose and a wide, sensuous mouth. Sharply defined muscles coiled beneath rust-colored skin and a thick, silken, braid of waist-length, blood-red hair.But a handsome face could not hide the cruel anticipation of the hunt in its silver eyes. A spade tipped tail coiled and lashed behind it like a snake. Twisted, goat-like legs tore at the dirt with sharp, cloven hooves.It wore armor that was strangely ceremonial, like a gladiator from ancient.