Josh can do nothing, but smile and hold his girlfriend. He kisses her head and simply strokes her hair. "I'm glad that I don't disappoint you all the time, dear," he conveyed with her head on his chest, "I'm sorry I am so macho all the time." Her hair felt so smooth in his hand and he smiled feeling the beauty. Everything about Kristin was gorgeous and every moment of his life he tried to figure out how she had been given to him. She, who was a angel and him who was a tramp from the wrong side of the street. An orphan, a hot head, and sometimes a unforgiving man, who had the luxury of being with a beautiful upper middle class act girl like Kristin. Man, I am truly lucky, he thought to himself.