Please tell me." She felt tears in her eyes, and her heart was beating madly. "Why didn't you write? Did you get my letters?" She pulled him down on t...e sofa and sat beside him, tossing his hat aside and holding his calloused hand, staring at his familiar face and noticing his blood-shot eyes. His hand felt like an ill-treated saddle, and he smelled of hay and sweat. Billy had bathed once, in a rainstorm, in the last four months and knew he harbored lice in his body hair. He killed some every. Who amd I k**ding???)I met Stacey and Derek through a Craigslist ad.Her daughter needed tutoring in math and I needed the supplemental income. When we first met, it sparked the begin of a great friendship with her and her husband. I tutored their daughter for an entire semester, and by the end of the school year, her math grade went up two letters.When I started my summer break, Stacey gave me a call and asked if I would be interested in having lunch with her near her work place in Glendale.. Suddenly, what had been the wall or the ceiling or just a nearby surface was forced into a new context. The wall near me became the ceiling, and the wall furthest from me became the floor, and every goon and girl who hadn’t been braced screamed as they were suddenly tugged into a new direction. Fortunately, the engines didn’t burn at one gravity or anywhere even close. So, rather than splatting into the glass fifty feet below me, I just drifted gently down. My feet pressed and I saw several. . Inever thought I'd end up loving this.. and you..." I've always known," I repeat smiling, rubbing my thumb across the palmof your hand, "I've never cared."You look at me, eyes wide, stunned, your mouth opening and shutting."Y.. you're amazing.."I smile back at you. "I know... so after the meal, your place or mine?" I'm yours..." you whisper, making us both blush...---------------------------------VS------------------------------------I walk into the restaurant, tugging down the hem of my.