Chris's tousled hair, his small beard tuft and his baggy long sleeved shirt created an image that solicited a tender mother's smile from Brenda. She f...lt her irritation with him dwindling as a mist before the morning Sun. Holding the baggie up to the fading light of day, her son began counting the tan tablets it contained."What's in the bag, Chris?" asked Brenda.Christopher might have many minor flaws to his personality, but he always boldly told the truth when he conversed with Brenda.. We both had other friends now and at ten or eleven years old, the opposite sex was taboo. You did not admit to knowing them, let alone liking them. So, telling people that Julie was my “wifey” would have been the source of endless ridicule. Thus, the nicknames became a personal private secret between us.High SchoolThe year we both turned fourteen, Julie started high school. Although Julie was a year ahead of me in school, we were actually only a few months apart in age. My birthday was late in. Bereft of all the layers of materialism and callousness that had seeped into the profession, here he could get back to his idealistic days and remind himself why he took up medicine in the first place. As he entered class today though things were different from what he had expected. Sitting right in the first row was this girl dressed in black with gray eyes and he was dumbstruck for just a second before he started his class. In trying not to get absorbed into her eyes he ended up staring at. His body filled out muscle screamed danger and power.the dark tattoos over his body finishing the picture of power more then any weapon. Tanned skin that came from working in the sun and his dark features made Sophie go crazy with lust. Looking into his eyes that commanded what he wanted better then any words could ever do, she started to feel her legs go slightly weak. How was he able to do that with only a look she could never figure out. Long dark hair came to just above shoulders giving him.