Erich watched, dumbfounded as Kristina talked down to the guy that just figuratively beat him into the ground in front of a beautiful girl. It was most likely at that moment he began looking at her differently.  He was actually starting to feel something for this girl. He had thought so before, but it was starting to feel more evident. Maybe it was because she just stood up to an asshole and defended him, or maybe it was because he was just getting to know her. Whatever it was, he knew things were going to end at end at the end of the day and he wished they wernt. He did know one thing, Kristina could never know what had happened, if she ever found out, she would hate him forever, at least this way, she would just not speak to him.<br/><br/>After she was done dressing down the asshole, Kristina once again followed Erich, her hand still in his as he led her from the park. He heard her ask the question of who the guy was tho it took him a few moments to answer. He didnt know how to. How do you tell a girl who seems into you, that he had a bully. "Just a guy at college that doesnt seem to like me," Erich answered. "Whatever I did, I seem to rub him the wrong way. Hes been on my case all school year. Lets not talk about him tho. I believe I was asking you questions." Erich sat down on a wooden park bench, there was room for her to sit but, in a gutsy move, Erich patted his thigh, motioning he wanted Kristina to sit kn his lap. "Tell me Kristina,<i><b>whats your deepest, darkest sexual fantasy, something that you hope to someday experience, something you are most passionate about?"</b></i>