<div class="floatleft">(http://i1240.photobucket.com/albums/gg481/indytims/theo2_zps942a360c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Theodore 'Theo' Munn</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Werebear<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black button-up long-sleeved collared shirt, black pants and belt. Black shoes/socks. Dk Gray/White pen-striped jacket. (Same as picture)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>5:59 pmish, August 1st<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Evans Day Spa - Massage room<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Mellisa<br/><hr/><br/><br/>He wrote as she spoke, his eyes turning to look at her every few words. "Since you were thirteen? Wow, that's some focus and dedication. Very admirable especially in someone so young," he smiled. "At thirteen, I was having trouble decided which comic books to buy," he chuckled, "And trying to figure out if girls really did have cooties or not."<br/><br/>He listened to her talk about Angela Evans. Theo had of course heard of Angela's name, being a fellow business-owner, and not far from where his own store was. It was clear the Melissa admired the woman and liked her.<br/><br/>Then he paused with a faint hint of a playful smile. "I get the impression... you enjoy being in control," he said, in response to her explaining how Angela allowed Mel to have it.<br/><br/>At her description of a 'suggestion section', Theo filled the form and found the box she was referring to. He thought for a moment then nodded his head.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I have something I can add in there," he said with a soft smile, and began to fill it in. As he did so, Mel asked him why he was in Angel Creek. He finished what he was writing in the suggestion box and then set the pen down. Feeling her fingers touch his skin, and his hair, sent tingles down his spine. She was a professional masseur, and a good one from the sound of it. Her voice was seductive, as was her touch. He knew he didn't stand much of a chance.<br/><br/>"Well," he began, turning side-ways slightly but scooting closer to her. "I've lived in the big city before, and just got tired of all the hustle and bustle. Too many people in one small place. I started looking at available store-fronts across the country, then focused on the Rocky Mountain area and the west. The rest, as they say, is history," he smiled, then gave her a longer look, eye to eye. "But I am so -very- glad that I chose -this- particular place, though."