I agreed and we began to walk.We got to his house he showed me where the bathroom was so i could shower.i closed the door got naked and began showerin...,as i was done i pulled back the shower curtain and noticed right away my clothes were gone,feeling a little nervous now i grabbed the only towel in the bathroon which was a hand towel.I covered what little i could and open the door.I walked down the hall calling his name,no answer,now really nervous thinking what the hell did i get myself into.I. We started hanging out just about every day until my balls dropped enough to ask her to be my girl. Before that moment I had never seen a face as beautiful as hers become even more so in a milisecond. She didn't have to say a word I already knew her answer. Finally I had my first girlfriend We were together for about eight months before the subject of sex came up and she asked me how many girls have I slept with. It was the last question I wanted her to ask. I was so embarrased of my answer.. He crouched down and removed the heavy steel cuffs from her ankles. For all her tears and distress, there was something remarkable about her - she was obviously highly resilient since many new slaves would already have gone into shock or depression if they had experienced even half of what Stephen's new slave had suffered. She was also much more intelligent than her background reports initially suggested. In and out of care, an abysmal failure even in special education, no stable family life. . It is Tommy! Good God, you're *beautiful!* I can't believe my eyes. You're--you're--she's--" His mouth worked, but nothing came out.My eyelashes fluttered and I looked down. Anyway, he wasn't going to laugh.I *was* beautiful, I knew that. The mirror told me so. But it was nice to have it confirmed by somebody else. Especially a man."Stand up and let me see you. God, you look great! I can't get over it. You take after your mom. You're almost as pretty as she is," he said tactfully.He gave me.