..I've seen them on TV. There was an article in Vogue awhile backthat talked about all the boy models who model women's fashions. They hadpictures.......ome were very feminine....I couldn't tell the difference,really. Have you seen them Kara?" she asked turning to Kara.Kara was caught off guard by mother's sudden change of tone. "Uh, yeah...Ithink I saw something on Hollywood Tonight or something," she stammered.Mother turned to me...."Of course you aren't model material.. ”“Oh that's great. I guess I just didn't think about it.”“Please don't change for me. I mean I actually admire you for having the confidence to do that. Don't you worry that some of the other neighbors might see though?”I couldn't help but smile at Cathy. She had just said exactly what I needed to hear.“At first I did but the whole point actually is to boost my self confidence and well to be honest I actually really enjoy it.”“Being naked outside or the fact that perhaps people can see. I couldn't help but feel gratitude toward her, but there was also something else. Lust may be one thing -- and she easily inspired that in me -- but the new sensation was just too foreign. I'd have to take my time with it.I sat on the loveseat with Renée to relax and allow the air conditioner to wash the heat off us. She leaned over and snuggled up to me. I held her close and quietly told her thank you. She smiled up at me and I couldn't help myself. Leaning down, I gave her a soft kiss. Her. "Marie smiled at Steve and left the kitchen. The two men heard the front door open and close. Steve hurried to the front room, glanced out the window, and saw her slender figure striding down the path that led to the old couple's small shack. A white puff of smoke belched from the shack's chimney. Someone had kindled a fire in the cook stove.He turned, stared at Mike, who stared right back."Okay, so we just let that one ride, too. Right?"Steve moved over to his sleeping bag on its pad along the.