The type of guy who locks himself in his room writing poetry and listening to sad music, he rarely speaks but whenever he does he makes girls practica...ly swoon. You can tell he'd be a great fuck just by looking at him. Mary giggled as she hopped off her stood, grabbing her bottle of blood. “Goodnight, Daniel,” she said cheerfully, “I'm off to make love to my beautiful husband!” And with that she was gone, running towards him in a blur. I chuckled, turning around to stock the shelves with. Manfred ist Gott sei Dank bisher nicht misstrauisch geworden. Meine Launenhaftigkeit der letzten Wochen gepaart mit plötzlich auftretendem Verlangen nach Sex (immer dann wenn ich an Ben denken muss) erkläre ich ihm mit „Wechseljahren". Aber wie lange nimmt er mir das ab?„Hallo", flüstere ich in den Telefonhörer.„Wir treffen uns morgen, gleiche Zeit, gleicher Platz." Natürlich ist es Ben, der seine Befehle durchgibt. „Ich komme nicht", sage ich leise.Ben sagt nichts. Er weiß, dass ich immer. I guess I would have to trust my new employees or give this all up and just travel, god knows I have enough money to do that.The trip out was horrible; we hit storms over New Mexico all the way to Arizona. There was a back-up in the greater LAX area which affected Santa Barbara too. When I finally did get down the only car available was a sub compact and once I explained to the brain dead surfer behind the counter that I couldn't fit into one, I went next door to a different rental place and. I walk over to the dance floor, or what I think is the dance floor. I find a space and begin to dance. I tune out my surroundings and tune into the music allowing it to connect to my soul. The thud, thud, thud of the base and the rhythm are taking me to another world and I begin to dance, swaying my body and keeping to the beat. I have this sensation, as I dance that someone is watching me. I continue moving to the music. Surveying the room, I see him looking gorgeous. Tristan is 6 foot 2.