"I pull it out of the bag. I have an adorable little jean mini skirt that laces on the sides, and a really low cut halter top."What do you think?" It'... nice, but we may have to work on it..." Charlotte says."Let's come to my house after school tomorrow, okay?" Sounds good," Char says."Okay, should I bring anything?" Yeah, bring the sexiest thing you have." Whoa there..."They give me a look."Okay, whatever you say."We all start laughing."Okay, time to pick up the guys."We drive over to Erin's. Urgently.’ She felt fear tickle her skin, looking up, into his stare, she felt like prey. ‘Why, sir?’ ‘Sir?’ The stranger laughs- smiling through his reply. ‘I’m hardly a ‘sir’- nineteen, my name is ‘Samuel’, and I’m here to help you.’ ‘Help me? With what, pray…?’ Hope screws up her face in confusion, does he have her confused with another Hope…? Wait- how does he know her name- ‘I’d tell you, but that’d ruin your curiosity- and you’re going to follow me. Because your little white dress…’ He. And at some point he'd make a mistake, simply overlook some detail, and the tangled web of liaisons he'd come to take for granted would be exposed. It suddenly dawned on him just how much he'd changed since that lightning strike a half year ago. Could he ever have guessed or even dreamed that he'd be surrounded by such a beautiful and sexy group of women who cared so much for him and vice-versa."What are you smiling about?" Emily asked playfully, closing her book for the time being."Just. I was so sure that if I could… if I could only find my bliss again somehow, everything would break open and fall into place.Yet every night when I let my fingers wander south, I could coax no more than a bare spark of pleasure from my body before it all felt sore and started to sting as my thoughts turned dull.When I tried to keep my brain turned on with some visual help, I felt… nothing. The men and women in the pictures seemed like plastic, like computer animations, too unnatural for me to.