Me: Excuse me, Liza, but I have to use the restroom.When I return from the restroom, I see that Liza has company. Some random guy is standing near her... What the fuck? Is he chatting her up?Guy: …alone?Liza: No, I’m not.Guy: Thought not, pretty girl like you. Are you here with your boyfriend?Liza: No…Me: What do you want from my girlfriend?Liza: But…Guy: Just a friendly chat, bro.Me: Ah…Guy: She’s a prize, man. You’re lucky.Me: Thanks. Please leave us alone now.Disappointed, the guy leaves. She kept her head proudly erect and the side of her muzzled face daringly displayed to the gawking, excited crowd. Even in these circumstances she was aware of her attractiveness. She wore a dark grey skirt that ended just above her knees and a light pink wool top with a turtle neck. The flowing curves of her feet were accentuated by a pair of high heel sandals. Melissa’s most trying times came when the saliva building up behind her muzzle could no longer be contained and started flowing down. TO me , he had EVERYTHING , nice body , Long Black hair , dark eyes , he was tall and he was dressed in Goth garb . I stepped back to give him some space , butt as I did , he reached out , pulled me to him , and hugged me , like I had never been hugged before . It was so warm , so passionate . I went to ask him what was wrong and he put his finger to my mouth , as in to say Shhh! I fell HARD for him in that instant . He seemed better now . It was like the sadness was gone and he now had the. I know what you are thinking but I'lltell you that none of us had transformed into a fantasy characture of ateenage girl. Humiliation was never the goal of the program. These are inno particular order other than I wanted to mention those who were close tome first.I'll start with Ty as he would become one of the closest friends I haveever had. As I said before, Ty stood about five foot eleven and was trimwith a well defined musculature; what those in weight lifting circlesdescribe as 'cut up'..