<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF8000">"We should dress, Tania is probably mad on us now, for letting her wait. How come, she worries suddenly about you? I would have expected her to worry about me, not about you?" </span></span><br/><br/>Karra couldn't help but give a small snort. As amazing as Tom was, she knew he was far more sure of himself than he deserved...although, she adored every aspect of him.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Yeah...p-probably..."</span>she stuttered out between breaths. Tom's hands were still on her thighs and holding her up. And thank god for that because she could not even think.<br/><br/>Tom helped her into her bra and she mumbled out an embarrassed thank you.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Tom...?" </span>she started seriously. She had his attention she began to speak,<span style="color: #FF0000">"You know that I love you, right? Even before now?...you are the most amazing man I know. I could never imagine anyone else I could love like you,"</span>Karra's voice was soft and unsure, clearly worried about expressing such emotion and vulnerability. Tom was the most important person in her life and she hoped he never would leave her. She didn't want anyone else but him.<br/><br/>She pulled away from her when he finished helping her into her bra. She managed to slip into the rest of her clothing without incident. She was sore and aching, but satisfied and happy. She had waited for so long for her and Tom to be together. She had been convinced it would never happen, but Tom had proved her wrong.