Blue eyes. Black hair. Driver’s license expires two days short of one year from now. Means Body… Thomas… means Thomas got driver’s license Tue...sday. Address, Social, height, weight… and picture of open eyed smiling Thomas. Should stop there. Quiet part tells me to stop. Loud part wants to know more. Screams in shrill tones in head ‘Thumb open wallet and meet Thomas Coffee.’ Three dollars in the fold, gift certificate to skating rink. Letter with flowery writing signed ‘love, julie’–talks about. Dave’s eyebrows rose till they disappeared into his fringe, then he took a second to collect his thoughts, “And your parents and Mr. Yahmahta are ok with that? Come on I know you’re good, but this is a bit different to sparring in lessons, you could get hurt today.”“I know that Dave, I will just have to concentrate on my defense so no hits get through.” I reasoned.“Well I hope I don’t meet you in the rounds, which would suck for us, as two of Mr. Yahmahta’s students, to knock one of the others. "So you wanna do something?" I broke the silence."Like what?" he asked, shaking off the stare."Hmmm... we could watch a movie," I suggested. There wasn't too much to doin my house."Down here?" he asked looking around. "There doesn't seem to be a DVDplayer or anything down here."I shook my head. "I'm the only one in the house with a DVD player. It'sin my room."James nodded happily. "Yeah let's go watch a movie."I led him upstairs to my room which I had neatly cleaned before he camejust for this. I hoped this wasn't going to be a problem.For some reason, what threw me for a loop the most was that his voice wasdifferent. A part of me had expected that somehow his voice would remainthe same, like in those old cartoons, but instead it was now feminine andsexy. Sultry even. I guess I had been too smashed to noticed that lastnight. I guess it made sense - he had different lungs and a differentneck, so of course his voice would be different. I just hadn't expectedhim to sound so much like a.