So there I was. It was a typical Saturday night out. Beautiful girls -much more beautiful than me- and hunky guys lined the streets and bars. I was in the of the biggest and busiest clubs, hanging out with my brother and his, let's say, hardly unattractive friends. I'd always liked one of them. Matt. He was a few inches taller than me, standing at around 6'3", and his eyes were a beautiful, piercing blue. He was just my t...