" Then, before she could stop him, he said, "I wish that you were beautiful enough to be a model." Tonya felt the tickle of hair on her shoulders. She...ran into the bathroom to look at her face in the mirror. What she saw astounded her. She was always pretty, not model beautiful or even savage beautiful like June or Judy, but definitely never hurting in the looks department. What was looking back at her out of the mirror, however, could've stepped right out of the pages one of the fashion. Once it did stop, I was washed off again and then he dried me off all complete. Your rebirth has begun I was told, it was all so intoxicating. I was told to put my heels back on and wait here, I did as I was told, as I waited other women began entering and were told to wait as well. We were all naked and wearing heels, odd I thought but beautiful just the same. Once we were all collected we were diretedto yet another room just as beautiful as the rest. It was warm the ceilings were high it was. She decided to go take a shower to cool down. She grabbed a thick warm towel and went into the bathroom. She carefully peeled off her clothes and stood naked in front of the floor length mirror. She studied her reflection. She had great hair, long brown and wavy, with natural highlights from a summer outdoors. She had a quite pretty face, with shining green eyes and soft pink lips. She’d been told many times that her smile was beautiful. Moving lower down, she studied her breasts. They were. A few days earlier, he really had come limping home with his left leg in a cast. Kylie and I went over to visit him the next day. Back in high school, a lot of girls had a crush on Matt. He was an all-everything jock with a boyish smile and teasing attitude that was just a little cocky. The Matt I saw that day was still blonde and good-looking, but he was no boy. His skin wasn’t tan so much as a hard, weathered brown. There were tiny creases around the corners of his eyes. And sometimes those.