A handsome young man quinting down at you. After realizing you were
not a threat to
him he rapidly came to your assistance. His friendly brown eyes
carefully scanned your battered body and he smiled pityingly at
you before saying, "Are you alright, what is a nice girl
like you doing out here alone?" You study his sun-bleached
blond hair and muscular arms before answering, "I'm Tarryn
Moyle, who are you?" "Nick Berring," he said still
very concerned. You smiled sweetly at him
and..