She was driving along the road, tired and dazed; its dark and rain is falling heavily alongside her Honda civic. Her brown eyes underneath her glass rims still cannot see well. She puts on the radio a familiar song comes on putting her in a better mood. Stop crying your heart out by Oasis, making her thing of a friend she secretly adores a man she loves. She lets out a soft sigh. Then her car starts to slow down. "shit!" she yells. "I'm not in the fucking mood for this shit…" She lets out another sigh yet long and heavy. Then the car stops. She sits stunned and pissed off. "Damn…" she gets out her cell phone unsure who to call, scrolling down her contact list. For some reason she picks him the man she loves. "hey, wasup ? Pretty late" "Yeah…well um I need a ride…" "Why?" "My car broke down, some fucking where…" "Oh…um ok I can find you with the gps in my phone…I'll get there as quick as I can ok." "ok see ya" "Bye" She waits, shivering and so tired. Her phone rings, she answers. "I'm gonna be there in a minute ok, I didn't want you to be scared when I knock on the window." "Ok" She hangs up. A minute later a know appears at the window; its him, she smiles happily wanting to be held in his arms…but never will, those arms are for the one his with, not her never her. She opens the door, rain is pouring. He grabs her by the waist and takes her to his car, she wishes to be this close longer, just a bit longer but he lets go as she gets in the car , and heads for the driver seat. "II brought a blanket for you…" He tells her while reaching back and outing it around her. She gazes at him, his wet body, long wet curly black hair…so beautiful. "Want to come over my house first?" "Yeah sure…" She smiles at him, pretending to kiss him in her mind…just pretending to kiss those luscious lips, ever divine lips she lusts. "What?" "Nothing she says embarrassed.