A surpised yelp caught in his throat as she somersaulted from the couch from a prone position. Jesus, what a move! he though, as he stumbled backwards fallign onto his posterior. His lower back hit the wooden coffee table. he grimaced in pain.<br/><br/>She looked like a deer in the headlights as she back up against the wall. After witnessing her display of power and athletisism he couldn't believe she would be afraid of him. Yet she apepared to be just that back up against the wall as she was.<br/><br/>He tried to stand his back screaming in protest where he had hit the table. He rose slowly his pale blue eyes locked onto her. Raising his hands non threateningly he too a step toward her.<br/><br/>I'm not going to hurt you,  he told her in a soft, soothing voice, not even sure she could understand him.  It's okay. I'm your friend.<br/><br/>Staring at her he again noticed how perfect her body looked. He wasn't sure if he should be amused or worried that he was starting to get aroused.