As his hands rose to hold her head she wondered if they would then dropto her throat, and squeeze the life out of her. But instead theycompelled her ...o look into his eyes. Hers were full of tears, but therewas the sign of tears in his eyes too.Time stood still. They looked at one another. He saw the beautifulRussian girl that he had married. So much more than an overweight oldwidower like him could ever have dreamed of. She saw the man who hadrescued her and had given her a life that made. I had nothing to do that day and thought I'd give Nathan a call. I don't know what it is about Nathan, I still feel it now 5 months later, he's the only guy I've ever looked at in a different way. I've had girlfriends on and off since I was around 13, now I've been with my girlfriend for 2 years so I'm pretty sure that I'm straight. So after calling nathan he came round an hour later and we had nothing to do so we thought of a little plan, in the summer months we liked to go to a little village. She stayed as close to the warmth as she could trying to ignore the chill accosting her back. Lost in her rituals under the light of the Full Moon coming through the thin canopy of the winter treetops, she neglected to hear the approaching footsteps. The final shift of the brush as a man came into her clearing startled her. She turned on her visitor. Forgetting she was standing there fully exposed, she stared into the eyes of Mitch, a friend from her apartment building two floors up and one. ’ Tamara said sullenly, but she was cut off as the coach lurched to a sudden halt. Elizabeth’s head struck the wooden panelling behind her, and she cried out in pain. ‘What does that driver think he’s doing!?’ she said, rubbing the back of her head. ‘I might have been seriously injured! I shall give the incompetent oaf a piece of my mind!’ She started towards the door of the carriage, but stopped when she heard a gruff voice call out. ‘Stand and deliver!’ Tamara felt her heart catch in her.