"Rick's right, you don't need any make up. Besides, it's a lot of bother in the long run!"The girl reached into her own bag and got out her hairbrush....Placing her headband on the counter, she began brushing her long hair. She became aware of the woman watching her. Rarely did another woman ever subject her to such scrutiny.The woman put her hand out asking, "Would you mind if I brushed your hair for you?"She only hesitated a moment before handing over the brush. The woman fussed over her hair,. I didn't think he would be. Then he raised his eyebrows. I looked down, "No," I paused. "I just want..." I paused again, "you." I closed my eyes and did my best not to cry. It was quiet for a little while. Neither of us said anything. Finally Kevin started walking. I assumed he was walking away. I felt a hand under my chin, lightly forcing me to look up. I opened my eyes and followed the arm. It was Kevin's, he was looking down at me and smiling. He's 6'1" so he towered over me and at first I. In spite of the dreary atmosphere of the place, I was still feeling excited to have finally met Jay. The drive from where I lived to where Jay lived had been close to a two hour drive, which was not insignificant; and yet, now that we were there together, even in what might have been normally a less than satisfactory location for what I'd come there to do, I was not regretting having made the drive. Not at all, in fact. Quite the opposite!Jay led the way to an open area where various pieces and. “When I saw you this morning in your bed it felt like I was paralyzed, I couldn’t move. All I could think about today is what a boy looked like naked, what you looked like naked.”The tension had flooded the room. Both of us were overrun by hormones and curiosity. In protecting us from learning about sexual things our parents had caused our curiosity to be pent up, until today when it was ready to explode.“Do you think, I could maybe see what you look like…without clothes you know?” Ava asked me.