As I gaze into his eyes, I know, for better or worse, I have to tell him the truth. With a deep breath, I plunge before I can lose the nerve. ‘The t...ruth is that I’m in love with you, Michael. I have been for a very, very long time. And over the years, I’ve been okay with just being friends because you truly are my best friend and I don’t want to lose that friendship. But I just don’t know if I can go back after—what happened. I’m so sorry!’ I try to pull away from him then, ashamed that I. "Please, when a girl says no...she means no." I whispered, trying to control my growing anger and yet not draw unwanted attention.He leaned across and brushed my long hair aside, his finger stroking the dangling earring I was wearing. "I'm hearing no, but I'd bet you're thinking yes. Especially after you straddle my meat." He tried to kiss my hand, I jerked it away and moved to the other side of the bus hut. A few bystanders were giving him angry glances. "Damn, I love a young thing that plays. . ... where her mind seemed to shut down at the sight of the all the jewelry spread out before her in an incredible display of wealth. By circumstance, she'd sought refuge in a Jeweler's shop. Again, her actions seemed to be that of someone else. Steve, a basically honest person with a few fantasies that he'd never try to live out, would never have contemplated robbing the store. Selina, however, did it automatically, as if...programmed. A helpless observer, trapped in her own. "Who said you could touch... Hey!" said Sharon."How long have you had that for, Shaz?" asked Becky. "He's here for fiveminutes and already finished it." Sharon was not best pleased. "It was nearly finished already," she snipped. She took the cube from meand stared at it, turning it over in her hands."How did you do this?" Pretty simple really..." I said and told her how.It's one thing to know how it's done but something else entirely to do itand I watched as Sharon (who was obviously the leader.