Post by David Forest on Sept 11, 2016 15:39:03 GMT -5
David was tired as he was going up the stairs with bag in one hand and his M-16 in the other. Walking down the hallway that his room was on. Going to the room door, he opened it and saw her bag was still there, but no Taylor. Shrugging, he stepped inside and left the door open a jar as he took off her jacket and shirt. Tossing them onto his stuff, he set the bags and most of his weapons right with the rest of his gear. Laying on his back onto his bed, he kicked his shoes off and looked at the ceiling as he let out a deep sigh of relief. He felt tired, but he didn't want to fall asleep yet. Looking up above the bed, he reached up and grabbed an ash tray. Getting up off the bed, he walked to the table next to the window. Opening the window, he sat down in the chair and pulled out his pack of Cigarettes and the lighter. Lighting a cigarette, he blew out the jet of smoke. He was hoping that Taylor felt the same he felt for her. If it wasn't for his feelings for her, he might have bedded with Elza, well, it was also thanks to Bam's Beans that he didn't have the chance for such a thing to happen.
"Bam, your beans probably saved my butt from doing something really stupid with a person I know next to nothing about...maybe...nah...Taylor probably doesn't want to sleep with a guy like me. Someone who's older then her, a man who put her in a jail cell for one night before posting bail for her to get out. The man who helped change her life around. I'm glad I was able to help her when she needed it the most."Pulling the small .380 semi auto pistol from the ankle holster, he set it on the table. Another drag, and tapping the ash into the crystal ashtray, his eyes looked out the window as he blew the smoke out it. His head would turn when he heard the door open and someone was standing there looking at him. He had a smile on his face as he would say tot he person. "Hey there, need some help?
"Bam, your beans probably saved my butt from doing something really stupid with a person I know next to nothing about...maybe...nah...Taylor probably doesn't want to sleep with a guy like me. Someone who's older then her, a man who put her in a jail cell for one night before posting bail for her to get out. The man who helped change her life around. I'm glad I was able to help her when she needed it the most."Pulling the small .380 semi auto pistol from the ankle holster, he set it on the table. Another drag, and tapping the ash into the crystal ashtray, his eyes looked out the window as he blew the smoke out it. His head would turn when he heard the door open and someone was standing there looking at him. He had a smile on his face as he would say tot he person. "Hey there, need some help?