[(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Girl_in_shorts.jpg)<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Samantha Ferrari </span><br/>21 years old<br/>5’5”.<br/>110 lbs.<br/>Long brown hair with some blonde streaks.  Dark brown eyes, described<br/>as “intense.”<br/>Well-tanned in summer<br/>Long legs<br/>Measurements 36”, 26”, 36”<br/><br/>Loves outdoors, especially water.<br/>Hobbies are boating, swimming, skiing, snow skiing, snow boarding, biking, rock climbing, reading and cross-stitch.<br/><br/><br/>I have always been called Sam by my friends.  The only people who ever call me Samantha are my mother and my school teachers on the first day of school.  I grew up with two best friends, who happen to both be guys, Mike and Jayson.  When we graduated high school, we went our separate ways.  I went to work right away so I could support myself, ending up doing some local work as a model.  Nothing major, but it helps pay the bills.  I also moonlight sometimes as a cocktail waitress.  A lot, actually.  Again, the bills.<br/><br/>Mickey is my ex-boyfriend, with the emphasis on ‘ex.’  We went together for three months before I figured out he liked to hit his women.  Emphasis on ‘women.’  He is excessively jealous and possessive, convinced that I am coming on to every guy who looks my way.  Then he drinks and starts hitting me.<br/><br/>I am luckier than most.  My two old friends and I kept in touch, since we all still live in the same city.   They finally convinced me to leave my boyfriend, offering to share their apartment with me, since it has three bedrooms and they could use the extra rent money.  They were a Godsend.  But my ‘ex’ says if I ever leave he is going to kill me.  Nobody leaves him; he decides when they leave.  I don’t know if he would really do it, but I know he is capable.<br/><br/>That’s why living with two guys is perfect for me.  They are both big enough and strong enough to keep me safe.  If Mickey shows his face around their house, he won’t be hitting any more women, that’s for sure.<br/><br/>Anyway, today I am moving in with them.  I am excited and nervous at the same time.  All morning I have looked over my shoulder to see if Mickey was around.  He should be at work.  The taxi is here now, so gotta go.<br/>