Shane

Once upon a time, my life was good. I had a family, I had a girlfriend, and hopes for the future. That was long ago, but I remember it. A hazy dream of what could have been. That�s gone now. I lost it all. Life fucked me over, and now I�m scared of my own damn shadow. I�m training to be a tattoo artist, but I bet I�m not good enough. I have a roof over my head, but every morning I�m scared shitless that I�ll find myself on the street again � or worse, back in prison. And every time a pretty girl looks at me, every single fucking time, I know I can�t be with her. Not only because she�ll find out I�m an ex-con and run the other way, no. It�s more than that. I just can�t. The thought of anyone touching me, the thought of getting aroused from that touch brings back every damn nightmare from my past to swallow me whole. Can�t fucking do it. Not even if it�s the prettiest girl on earth � Cassie. With her long blond hair and her pretty tits, her short skirts and high heels, she�s all my fantasies rolled into one. See, the fact she kissed one of my buddies? That�s good. The fact she looks at me like I�m a bug under her shoe? Even better. Because it means she�s not interested in getting hot and sweaty with me, and that I can keep living that fantasy. The fantasy th at she wants to be with me as much as I want to be with her � even though I know it will never happen.