(Funny, isn't it, how often you run across someone with such talent, but they'd rather do drugs or some other antisocial things when their lifeline is...right at their fingertips!)Sam was just completing her freshman year of high school. She would turn fifteen in six weeks. Most of her female friends were also tomboys, although a couple of them had already shown lesbian tendencies!Sam was definitely NOT a lesbian! She knew this the moment puberty indroduced her to hormones! She had her first. Her voice was by no means soft and dainty, but rather sultry and seductive, full of passion. ‘I’m Leah.’ Cyrus now had a chance to admire her sophisticated beauty from up close. It was certain she was several years elder to him, but with a sophisticated radiance that possessed Cyrus instantly. With hardly any makeup on, her skin still looked fresh and young as it glowed in the dim light of the flickering candles. Her thick hair, which was now gathered and twirled around to cascade down her. I'm okay its no big deal."Confused, he responded, "Excuse me? What happened in dodgeball?"Now I was the confused one. "Wait... This wasn't about me getting hurtin dodgeball?" What? No, it wasn't. What happened in dodgeball? More importantly howbad did you get hurt?"Now I was totally confused if this wasn't about me, but unfortunately,I've now made it about me. Sighing, I said, "Mr. Miller... Nothinghappened, other than one of the seniors beaned me pretty hard... It justhurt more than it should. ‘We’d said 7:30, but if you want to…’ ‘No, no. Sorry. Right. 7:30. Okay — see you then.’ She kept the towel where it was and was annoyed with herself that she’d gone for the door so quickly. He’d looked good with his hair tousled from the workout and she’d admired the strength in his forearms and hands. Shit…what was she thinking? Bad idea. Very bad idea. Ethan watched her go and when the door closed he said aloud, ‘Wow.’ Completely not what he expected. ** ‘I’ll have the crab cakes to start.