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Amy had not been in college long but was often unhappy. She was doing fine with her studies but less than pleased with her social life. She had left a boring small town full of young guys that didn't care anything about treating a woman right. After some very disappointing attempts at relationships, she had looked forward to college as a means of meeting new and hopefully better people.Yet somehow, the time she'd spent at school still wasn't living up to her expectations. Despite her attractive body and charming smile, she still couldn't seem to find the right kind of guy. Still lonely, and still hurting from previous guys cheating on her, lying to her, etc., she felt like something meaningful would never happen.Her older friend, Marie, was no stranger to the frustrations Amy was going through and felt for her friend. A great deal of their conversations consisted of Amy getting advice from her wiser friend."Am I being too picky?" Amy would often ask. "Maybe I should just give up and settle for the next guy who shows an interest.""Nonsense. You just need to be a little more patient. You've got a lot to offer?you'll find your nice guy yet.""That's easy for you to say," complained Amy. "You've got Mike in your life. Sometimes I think you found the last good guy around.""Tell you what," Marie encouraged one evening on the phone, "Next Friday, why don't we go out for a night on the town. Mike has to work late that night, so you and I can go hang out at Lou's club for a while, and he can join us there later. We'll have some fun and maybe get you to meet some good guys.""Alright, Marie, I won't give up just yet. But I'm going to rely on your guidance this time. Don't let me make my usual mistakes and wind up with the wrong guy again."****************************************As she promised, Marie picked up Amy on Friday. Lou's was a low-key restaurant/club/bar owned and run by an old friend of Marie's. The music tended to be a little quieter than in many typical clubs, so it was a more suitable place for conversation and getting to know new people. There was often a regular crowd, so the place was busy, but not overly full.Marie and Amy ordered some food and relaxed for a while. They traded some funny stories from recent events in their lives and just enjoyed catching up as friends do.After a bit, Marie asked, "So what do you think, Amy? Any guys here catch your interest?""Gee, I'm not sure. I don't really see a lot of unattached guys in here tonight. Most of the good-looking ones seem to be here with someone.""What about that quiet guy sitting by himself in that booth near the kaçak iddaa (http://www.kejva.com/) back?" Marie indicated a dark-haired guy quietly hanging out alone. He had a good-sized build, was a little on the rounder side, and appeared to be a few years older than Marie."Hmmm... to be honest, I didn't even notice him until you said something. He looks shy. Either that or he's antisocial," Amy giggled. "What makes you think I should talk to him?""Well, for one, the quiet, shy guys will often surprise you, Amy. But the real reason I pointed him out is he's been checking you out.""Get out! You are making that up!""No, I'm serious. He's been doing a good job of only looking your way when you can't see. But he obviously didn't count on me keeping an eye on him," Marie smiled."Well, he is kinda cute. I guess it wouldn't hurt to go talk with him a little. What about you? I don't want to abandon you here.""Oh don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Plus Mike should be showing up before much longer anyway. You go have fun, girl."Amy screwed up her courage, took a deep breath, and slowly walked over to the booth with the dark-haired guy. He was reading a newspaper and didn't notice Amy until she spoke. "I was wondering if you'd like a little company?"Looking up with a slightly startled expression, he recovered his wits enough to reply, "Oh sure! That would be nice." Then he broke into a somewhat silly grin.Amy slid into the seat opposite him. "What's so funny?""Oh, sorry," he blushed a little. "It's rather unusual for a pretty woman to offer to sit with me, is all. But I'm very glad you did. I'm Doug. Can I get you a drink or something?""Nice to meet you, Doug. I'm Amy. And you really don't need to get me anything.""Are you sure? I think it's the least I can do if you are going to keep me company. Not even one drink?"Amy hesitated for a second, then figured she'd level with him. "Well, to be honest with you Doug, I'm too young to be drinking in here. Lou, the owner, let's my friend Marie bring me here to hang out on the condition that I don't drink and get him in any trouble. So I appreciate your offer, but you see why I can't take you up on it.""Oh, that's fine, Amy. I certainly wouldn't want to cause any troubles. Thanks for being honest with me. How about a soft drink?""Okay, an iced tea sounds good."Doug asked a passing waitress for a iced tea, then got a contemplative look on his face."Everything okay?", inquired Amy. "You look like something is wrong.""Oh, sorry. I just realized if you aren't old enough to drink, you must be a lot younger than I thought.""I'm nineteen. Is that a problem?""No, no...I kaçak bahis (http://www.kejva.com/) just...well, I guess I feel like kinda a silly, old fool here talking to someone your age.""What do you mean? I don't care that you are a couple of years older than me.""Well, it's more than just a couple," Doug said bashfully. "I tend to look younger than I am. Heck, if I shaved off my goatee I'd have a hard time even getting allowed in a place like this.""Oh, don't do that?your beard looks great!" Amy blurted the words before she realized what she was saying, then looked down and blushed severely.Doug beamed at the compliment. "Thank you. I guess this age thing really isn't that big a deal when I think about it. At least I'm not quite old enough to have been your father."Amy laughed. "It doesn't bother me at all. If other people have a problem with it, to hell with them." Doug grinned at Amy's carefree attitude.Doug and Amy made some small talk for a while. The conversation went really well; they shared interests in music and movies, and, before long, Doug found himself opening up to this great woman despite his usual tendency to be shy.Amy was enjoying herself, as well, and glanced over at Marie. Mike had arrived and the two were talking together and smiling. Amy shot a smile at Marie to let her know things were going well, and Marie grinned back.Doug invited Amy to dance, and they joined the other couples out on the dance floor. Amy was really having a fantastic time being close to Doug, and even worked in some teasing bump-and-grind moves to help show her enthusiasm. Doug couldn't believe his luck at this incredible woman giving him so much attention.Amy and Doug returned back to their booth, after a bit, and Amy made sure to sit on the same side as Doug this time. Doug put his arm around her, and Amy cuddled up, feeling really safe and comfortable. She was in the middle of laughing at a funny story about one of Doug's friends, when Marie walked up."Sorry to interrupt, but Mike just got an important call from work. He needs to bring his company car back, and I'm going to follow him out and give him a ride from there. Unfortunately, I guess that means you'll have to come with us now, Amy."Amy's disappointment at cutting the evening short was apparent on her face.Doug offered, "Amy, I understand if you need to go. But if you would like to stay for a while more, I'd be more than happy to offer you a ride home later.""Oh I couldn't ask you to do that, Doug.""You didn't ask?I offered. It's really no trouble. Besides, if it means I get to spend longer here with you tonight, how could I not offer?"Amy illegal bahis (http://www.kejva.com/) broke out in a big smile. "Ah, thanks Doug. You are sweet. Just let me walk Marie out, and I'll be right back."As they walked towards the door, Marie looked at Amy. "You sure about this, hon? I don't like just leaving you here.""Marie, it's fine. I can take care of myself. And I really have a good feeling about him. I'll call you when I get home so you know everything is okay, alright?""You better! I don't want to be up all night worrying about you.""You just don't want anything distracting you from your evening with Mike," Amy teased."Shut up, you brat!" Marie smiled and gave Amy a friendly punch on the shoulder. "You just don't forget to call."****************************************A couple of hours later, after more talking, laughing, and dancing, the crowd in the club started to thin out, and Doug decided they should probably be heading out themselves."Are you ready to depart, m'lady?" he jokingly asked."Only if you escort me out," Amy played along. She hooked her arm through his and they headed out to Doug's car. A snowstorm had rolled in and there were already a couple of inches on the ground.Doug drove slowly and carefully to Amy's place. By the time they pulled up her driveway, the snow was coming down even harder, and it was pretty late. Amy had to suppress a yawn as she called Marie to let her know she'd gotten home safely."I'm glad to hear from you, Amy. The roads were already getting bad when Mike and I got home, and it's near white-out conditions outside here now. The weather report said the storm is moving in your direction, so you'll be getting the same before you know it.""Okay, thanks for letting me know, Marie. You have a great night, now. I'll call you tomorrow." Amy turned to Doug. "Marie says even worse weather is heading this way. I dont' want you driving in it, Doug. Why don't you just stay at my place tonight?""Well, I'll admit that might be safest. Thank you for the offer. Are you really sure you want me sleeping here, though? I mean, we did just meet tonight and all. I could always find a motel back in town if the snow gets too bad.""Nonsense! I want to know you are safe. I've got plenty of room in my apartment. Let's just get in and out of this snow already."Amy led Doug into the townhouse, and they shed their coats. "Can I get you anything, Doug?""Thanks, but I think I'm good. You don't have to play the hostess. I already feel like I'm putting you out staying over here unexpectedly. I know it's pretty late, so I'll get comfy on the couch over there and let you go upstairs.""Doug, there's a nice spare room up there. I insist that you use it. It's way more comfortable than that old sofa, and... um... well I'd just prefer you upstairs in case I get scared by the storm."