It had to be Matthias ... just not the one she knew. But how could she prove it?Matthias thought he was funny, but this one obviously wasn't intereste... in jokes.He called her 'sister, ' but this one hadn't even recognized her.Then it stuck her: even without the memories, he must have retained a modicum of the ego. "Are you just a crappy search engine?"Please state your Lakeview High School related query."Matthias relates to Lakeview. I repeat my questions."[I'/MATTHIAS] [am/is] neither a search. We hit that awkward moment when she was silent and I didn't know what to say. I knew she was not with another guy that night but didn't know if she had a boyfriend or not so I asked her if she was with a date tonight or just her girlfriends. Se said no she was single which was a surprise giving her bombshell looks. We continued our conversation on relationships over a few more drinks. I could tell she was getting drunk as she was talking more and began getting touchy-feally by occasionally. The fact that we were both tattoo artists and both covered in tattoos, fascinated me. Unlike myself, she had supple tits, just enough but not too much, probably a small B cup at the most. She was drunk beyond belief, and I knew I could get away with anything if I wanted to. When we returned home, I helped her up the steps to our third-floor penthouse. She stumbled in the door and I followed not far behind, locking the door behind me. I stripped out of my shirt, because her drink had spilled on. .. especially this particular fantasy, which had been running around and around inside her head ever since she'd left home. She'd never admit it, not to anyone. But there was one guy with whom she would feel comfortable experiencing something like that with. April found herself smiling inwardly, wondering how he'd react to it if she actually found herself brave enough to mention it to him."Morning April. How are you today?" Brad asked shortly after she'd arrived at work."Fine Brad. How'd you.