Me & Thomas go way back, our uncles knew each other growing up - we ended up going to the same Pre-school, grade school, and high school together. We'...re always close, and hopefully remain that way.I do have to admit I have thought of Thomas sexually, but let's get on to the story of where Thomas first made his move towards me..::::::::::::.:::::::::::.::::::::::::.Our boss, Mr. Harrison was calling everyone in, asking who could pull in over time. Nearly everyone said no, putting our boss in a. Her eyes took in his lean, athletic torso as he popped the cork, and poured them all a drink. Their fingers touched as he passed her the glass of chilled fizziness, and she made no effort to pull away as he maintained contact for much longer than was strictly necessary. “Meet Matt” said Julie “he’s your present for the evening.” “He’s my what?” she spluttered. “Your present. Don’t you like it?” “Of course, I mean, who wouldn’t? I mean, it’s not that, it’s just. I don’t know what I mean.”. " Besides, it's not exactly fair to criticize me ... or other men, for that matter, for not knowing what women really want or need when the women don't understand it themselves. And ... how do you know she ISNT working her way out of it?" Sandi had no response, I thought because she realized that was true. But that wasn't the case."No, Jake ... what women want is to feel safe and protected and cherished."Now it was my turn to be silent while I reorganized my thoughts. I was used to her, and I. One of us was moving slowly due to a broken or badly twisted ankle and they had a short discussion before slitting her throat and throwing her overboard right in front of us. Right after that, the same little group of “sorters” stopped right in front of me and they prodded my broken arm and kicked my scabbed over backside with highly polished boots. I could see them having the same sort of discussion and made a point of quickly jumping to my feet at attention and bowing to show them I was in.