Dmitri was walking around the town and he couldn't believe that after all this time the town hadn't changed but he sure did. His little brother Scott was now a senior and was getting good grades on top of being quarterback on the football team like he had been when he went to high school. Dmitri's mother had finally gotten back pay from his father's child support and was now able to live quite pleasantly. He had been able to buy out the old bar that had been put up for sale and within the next couple of weeks he was going to tear it down and build a learning and counseling center for homeless youth.<br/><br/>It had always been a dream of his since he had seen how many kids were out on the street when he lived the gang life. As he saw a familiar sight of burning red hair he could have sworn it was Michelle. The same red head he had saved from his bunch of horny misfits that wanted to rape and use her for her body. Of course they had done it to others before. But with Michelle it was always different he wanted to make sure his long time crush never had to suffer the wrath of his decisions and past mistakes.<br/><br/>Before he could say anything to her Dmitri placed his hand on her shoulder and in the blink of an eye he had been flipped over her and felt her stiletto boot at his neck. "Hehe easy love, if you wanted to be on top all you had to do is say so. I must say you are even more stunning from this perspective." Dmitri grinned as he was asked who was he and what was he doing here. "Don't tell me you have forgotten all about good old Dmitri."