“Mr. Paul needed more help from Mele. Mr. Paul loves you all, and wants to make you happy, happy, happy. Mele knows the herbs that will help Mr. Pau...l stay strong and young so all his pretty girls stay happy, happy, happy.“Mele cannot find man who makes her feel happy, happy, happy. Mele asks Mr. Paul to pay her in bed if herbs work and show Mele one time what happy, happy, happy feels like so Mele knows what to look for.“Mr. Paul says he belongs to you lovely ladies as much as you belong to. I chalked her attitude towards me up to the natural urge of the crowned Queen of a high school to keep her peons in line. Dating her little sister put me far over any line Samantha could find acceptable. Her ultimate triumph would be to pass her high school crown to Michelle, and I was not the type the heir should have as a boyfriend.Michelle was unmovable in the face of her sister's objections, which frustrated Samantha to no end."It's not bad," I answered. "I'm getting a lot of studying. The moment we turned past the last grove of trees and the tranquil beauty of the place confronted him, he stopped, his arm around me. "What's going on here? Who is he?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the scene in front of him."I think you know." But how?" I don't know. I just knew the moment I met him. So did he and Sophie. They knew part of him had been searching for me." I take it you won't be coming home." This is my home. Can you understand?" I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. Your. His body was enveloped in a startlingly blue shimmering light and when it vanished, a man with golden brown hair and intense brown eyes flecked with gold stood before her. He was quite tall, though not as tall as Jim Bridgert or the giant who had been with her a moment before; but somehow she knew it was the same soul and in essence the same man. He had the same intensely powerful aura and in fact the impact of his presence actually seemed stronger than before.Jim and the women in his life.