Not even a glimmer of the woman that she was going to become showing yet. It wouldn't be for another three years before she even started her period, a...d four years before she reached a hundred pounds. Everyone talks about how much teen age boys eat, this little girl could out eat everyone at the table, and not gain an ounce. She had the proverbial heart of gold and a smile that you couldn't help but emulate.Kala, her sister, was two years older, and every bit as beautiful. She looked so much. The townhouse was nicely furnished and tastefully decorated. The kind of tasteful that took money but didn't look like it took money. Her refrigerator was covered with pictures of people in various locations, everywhere from the beach to mountains, to old looking European cities.I opened up her refrigerator and found that she had my favorite beer, Becks. I popped the top and drank it while I waited.I walked up the stairs with my beer to continue my exploration of her house and found her. He no longer wanted to be polite or accommodating. He no longer followed rules imposed upon him by others, those who were lesser than him. Rules were for sissies and for dependent men who didn’t know how to make their own way in the world and who didn’t know how to survive on their own. He didn’t need any damn rules. He had his own rules and his own code of ethics that he lived by and would die by. Done with all of that, he already knew everything he needed to know about everything and. He was about to take another gulp when someone blocked out the light on his left. He looked up from his glass into the face of a striking woman. She was about his age with a plain face and a short bob, the same haircut other women have who wear evac suits. Her hair was a pure blond, definitely natural but at the same time seemingly unreal. She was also thin with almost no chest. Something about her struck him as familiar but he couldn't seem to locate the connection."Can I help you?" he.