"Yes," I whispered softly.Did I just answer him? Was that my voice saying yes? This guy was a stranger, I didn't even know him, my inner voice was scr...aming stop but I answered with my heart, not my head. My mind kept objecting, but my body was screaming, YES! Take me and do whatever you want with me. I'm yours totally.He put his hands on both sides of my face. Holding my cheeks tightly, he kissed me deeply. I closed my eyes and felt in a dreamy state. I felt like melted butter in his hands. My. I knew computers pretty well, and she was just new at it. I quickly found a file called ’My Stuff’ and opened it. The first thing listed was a link. I clicked on it. It went to the same story site I used.Shock. I found another file ’Stories’ , but I had no password to get in. I tried a bunch of things, but got nowhere. I started looking around her desk. Under her keyboard…..I found a little black book. Inside….passwords for everything. I copied them down for myself, and put everything back like. She turned around and sat on the cold doorstep, her bare thighs slowly growing numb against the stone, and she waited. Her mind began to wander – what if she got trapped outside on a Saturday night? Where else could she go, and how would she get another key? What if she ended up stuck with some drunks? She started to shiver uncontrollably. While she considered knocking on the door again a shaft of incandescent light illuminated the spot on which she sat. He stared through a split in the. She kept saying, “But I’m not likely to be posing like that,” but I convinced her it was hardly wasted, as I enjoyed seeing her wearing it anyway, and she could have it as an early birthday present.Too right. I wasn’t posing wearing scanty underwear in front of a stranger. It was embarrassing enough when Dan tried to photograph me. I was stupid to say yes. I had by now convinced myself there was no way on God's earth I would ever have the wish, or the courage, to strip off in front of another.