I was getting distracted all the time by bulging muscles, hunky bodies, sexy smiles and hairy chests. One of the men I noticed was Marcus Brock. Marcu... was around six feet two inches tall, good-looking black male with chestnut-brown skin and curly hair. His eyes were a pale gray color. He was simply sexy. A lot of the girls on campus were flirting with him left and right. Marcus was always polite and friendly but kept his distance from most of them. I didn’t get it. This guy was tall and. He would likely always have that, just like some people had dimples. The general improvement of his health was another. Despite working out, Rob had still been a light-weight, just a very well toned light-weight. Now he might be classified as a middle-weight, trending toward heavy.And he had noticed none of this.She was beginning to suspect there was more to being a blood servant than just being tied to a vampire. He was improving as a human. Based on Stefan's life, his life expectancy was. We arrived at this school on a Wednesday, and planned on staying until Sunday afternoon before we would depart onward. Luckily, my friend James happened to have a crap ton of money, so we weren't homeless and starving. You might be asking yourself how both James and Philip can take off time and join me on this adventure. The answer is that James doesn't need a job because of his fortune, and Philip just came out of college that past spring so he did not even have a job yet. We got in Wednesday. Steam was making its way up and out into the bathroom. Jill had a soggy, dripping brassiere in her right hand. She looked like she'd lost her best friend.A puddle was forming on the Formica, directly below the bra. I kept my mouth shut."Jack. How could you? Now what am I going to do?"I'm usually pretty good on my feet. I knew there had to be an answer. I was perplexed. Bewildered. Flummoxed."I'm sorry." Oh, Jack."She headed out of the bathroom with the evidence of my thoughtlessness in her.