Daryl pulled up to Ricks house and shut off the engine. As he got off the bike, he surveyed the life Rick had made for himself. Daryl couldn't get over how different their lives had turned out.

Still, he couldn't wait to see his friend. No one had ever shown him respect, except Rick. He loved him like a brother and Daryl wished he could see more of him.

He started walking towards the front porch, when Rick stepped out and caught sight of him. Rick quickly came down the stairs and embraced him. "Daryl!" Rick said and embraced him again. "I can't believe you're finally home."

"Well, don't get too excited. I'm not staying long. But, thanks for the nice welcome." Daryl said with a rare smile.

"Maybe I can change your mind. Come inside and lets order some pizza, I have a lot to fill you in on." Said Rick as he led the way inside. He couldn't help but notice the changes in his friend. Daryl had always been a tough guy with walls built high to keep people out but it seemed life had made him harder.

Daryl's hair was too long and would get into his eyes, which seemed to hide even more pain, and his black clothes were well used. He had some riding boots and looked like he needed a shower. But, underneath it all, he was the same old Daryl. The guy that would give you his last dime and if he counted you as a friend, he would put his life on the line for you. He was a good friend and Rick hoped he could get him to stay.

"Thanks for letting me crash here." Daryl said as he came into to the kitchen the next morning. "I won't be taking up space after last night."

"You're welcome to stay as long as you like, but I have to warn you, I have a date tonight." Rick said as he handed him a cup of black coffee. It had been years since they had seen each other but it felt like yesterday.

"No problem. I want to stay in the old trailer and see if I can make it livable again. You want to meet up tomorrow night?" Daryl thought about leaving his evening free tomorrow, in case things went well with the sexy Maggie, but he wanted to draw out the anticipation a bit more with this one. She also seemed inexperienced and he didn't want to scare her away. He was a bit rough and he wanted to make sure she was really ready for the kind of fucking he enjoyed. Hard and dirty.

Maggie opened the door and got a look at her date standing on the porch. He was dressed in jeans and a white short sleeve shirt buttoned up the front. He was tan from being outside a lot, he had a slight five o'clock shadow and she suddenly wanted to see him above her naked and buried deep inside her. She was embarrassed by these thoughts and colored a bit. Get it together, she told herself sternly.

"Hey there." She said with a grin. She stepped out to greet him, while noticing how amazing he smelled.

Rick looked her up and down. "You look great. I hope you're ready to dance." He put out an arm and she took it.

"I'm not a great dancer but I'm ready to try." She said. From this close she could really smell him, the real him, and the masculine aroma was dizzying. How long had it been since she'd been physical with a guy? She couldn't even remember. As she felt his strong arm and the warmth spreading in her body, she was pretty sure she was ready.

After a few beers and many dances, she was out of breath and flushed with pleasure. He steered her back to a table and sat next to her.

"You said you couldn't dance." Rick laughed. "You're wonderful,"

Maggie looked embarrassed. "That is because you make me good. You're a great partner."

"I hope to do this with you again." Rick said. "Would you like to come to my house for dinner sometime?"

"That would be nice." Maggie was worried she would make an impulsive decision and go home with him now. "I better get home though. I have to help my dad early tomorrow."

"Sure." Rick was disappointed and relieved. He wanted nothing more then to show her everything he was good at, but it was too soon.

Rick led her outside and stopped at the passenger side of his truck. She turned and he place a hand on the truck on either side of her head. Her back was pressed against the truck and her heart rate was speeding up as he gazed at her. He leaned in and just before his lips touched hers he asked "May I?"

After a quiet moment, unable to speak, Maggie managed a nod.

Rick closed the distance quickly and captured her mouth in his. Her senses were on fire, her head reeling, and all she could process were the feelings going through her body. The feeling of his mouth kissing her deeply, the cool truck behind her and the scorching heat of his body pressing it's full length against her.

Maggie knew she was almost past the point of reason and sound judgment. She thought briefly of stopping this before it went too far but the thought was quickly chased away by the pleasure radiating over her body. She could feel his arousal and it made her breath catch. This was all so new. Maggie was not used to being this excited, men didn't affect her this way. Rick's hand slowly trailed down from her shoulder to her breast and brushed over her nipple with his thumb.

Maggie's back arched as an electric current seemed to go through her. She could feel a pulse between her legs and could not believe how alive she felt. He squeezed her nipple lightly then, as he brought his mouth to her neck. She couldn't hold it in anymore and a sudden moan escaped her lips.

Rick pulled away like he'd been shocked, with a dazed look on his face, and just stared at her. "I have to stop or I won't be able to. Damn Maggie, I feel like I'm fifteen again." He smiled then and gave her a quick kiss before opening the door. "I better get you home before I decide to do something we will regret, right here in the parking lot."