I was standing round chatting with my friends when I heard a deep English voice from behind, I’d always had a soft spot for intelligence and his voi...e oozed it. I snapped my head up and was greeted by a tall shirtless guy chatting with his friends. Uh, his body, it enchanted me. His gorgeous olive skin radiated beauty like the sun above us, I allowed my emerald eyes roam down his torso which was slightly toned and towards his legs, they were covered up but I could tell they were muscly, I. I also couldn’t help but notice he had a different taste, almost bitter in a way. As he slipped from my mouth, the man behind also removed his fingers from me and I could hear him walking around. The man in front stood there for a few seconds stroking my cheek, and then I felt his breath near my face and he whispered in my ear in a gravelly voice, “Thank you. I’m sorry, I have to leave now. Don’t fight him, he won’t last very long.”As I felt his hand leave my cheek and heard him leave, my heart. Nathan Hale and Alexander Hamilton were 21. We should be raising ... Specifically, Mad Anthony High School should be educating rebels.”“I’ll let the school board know our new mission statement,” he said sarcastically.“If there are no other questions about my schedule, I should get back to Trig/Pre-calc so I don’t fail the course,” I said. He waved a hand at me and I left.I was still shaking when I met my girlfriends for lunch but couldn’t really say anything other than to tell them all that I’d. For one thing, she was a little hungry, and she remembered, from her college days, an all-night deli that served absolutely delicious pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the trimmings and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church. A few people were entering for midnight mass.Nicole took the money out of her stocking top. She hurried into the church and dropped five hundred dollars into the poorbox. She kept one hundred. The car would need gas before she got home, and she wasn't.