She remembers me from middle school.  But the first time I remember meeting her was at Shiloh's house downtown.  She was on leave from the army and she showed up at Shiloh's 30minutes before I arrived.  I was drunk already when I knocked on Shiloh's door.  She welcomed me, despite my apparent intoxication, and introduced me to her 'old friend' Sabrina.  I was immediately struck by Sabrina's beauty which surpassed Shiloh's (even though I was secretly and madly in lust with her).

I began by whispering poetic b.s. into Sabrina's ear.  Then I took her hand and kissed it the way a Prince would kiss the hand of a Lady in Court.  But she was no lady and I was no prince.  I held on to her hand and worked my way up her arm, biting and kissing, until I was nibbling out her neck.  That's when Shiloh pulled me off Sabrina.  I was offended by Shiloh's defending her.  And what' more, I was awed by the fact that I looked in Sabrina's eyes and saw an eagerness for me to continue!  That had never happened when I bit women.  I was excited, and fustrated, and completely cock-blocked by Shiloh!

The next night a big group of us all went down to Jacksonville, FLA to hit the Goth Bar and make fun of all the freaks we were secretly attracted to.  It was me, Shiloh, Sabrina, Roman, David, and Kooter T (he's a whole other story entirely!).  The whole way to Jax, Sabrina flirted with me.  And I couldn't really understand it because she was beautiful! I mean breath-takingly gorgeous!  And I was a chubby, chess-playing, book-worm nerd.  But what I didnt know was that Sabrina wasnt as turned on by people's outsides as she was by their minds and their ability to be sexually creative.  Needless to say, I was very creative back then.

We finally got to the Goth Bar and by this time Sabrina had me so wound-up I was ready to explode.  And I just KNEW she was only teasing me!  No way could this drop-dead gorgeous young woman like me, Nathan Deen!  So I decided to end her (what I thought was fake) flirting!  I walked away from the group with her following me.  Once away from the others, I grabbed her and threw her against the wall!  Then I put one hand around her throat and held her wrist with my other hand and started biting her neck and ear.  It was a rough mauling.  I was shooting for the drunken, groping man.  But to my surprise, when I paused and leaned back to look in her eyes, I saw that same lustful eagerness I had seent he previous night!  It didnt make sense!  This was an intelligent, sane, sober, beautiful woman!  Why in G-d's name would she want ME?!

During our stay at the Goth Bar I became increasingly drunk.  Perhaps it was my way of trying to deal with this romantic enigma.  Regardless, our group ended up a few miles away at a small gathering of gothic people in a one-story brick house.  We were seated on a couch and chairs that had been arranged outside under the carport of this residence.  I had Sabrina on the couch to my left.  And a little rat-faced girl to my right.  For whatever reason, my drunken mind decided it was a good idea to start biting the neck of the rat-facecd girl.  Suffice it to say, she let me.  This action left Sabrina confused and stunned for years to come.

After many heated nights wrestling Sabrina in my car and on my bed, we became an item.  I eventually moved in with her on an army base in Columbus, GA where we engaged in many taboo and even illegal acts.  But she had a young son, Bradley.  And she was committed to the military for another year or so.  It was too much responsibility for me.  I left town while she was at work one day.  She would live to forgive me for that.  But our story becomes much more sorted and twisted during the next 15years.  It's a story I couldnt make up if I tried.  It's a story of lust and bondage and drugs and betrayal.  It's a story of Crazy Love.  And I'm going to write it all...