Stephanie
By Reulmcoy@aol.com


      I can't believe that only three years have passed.  It feels more like
three hundred.  Why must she still dominate my thoughts?  I try not to let
her.  After all, I've scoured the land of Hollywood for just one that might
compare with her beauty.  I've been with several other girls since then.  One
of them was extremely gorgeous.  I met her in a local gentlemen's club.  Not
only did she end up becoming the biggest
bitch known to man, I also began to notice her physical flaws at about that
same time.  Every girl has at least several flaws throughout her body.  They
are usually quite aware of such imperfections, such as hidden acne or cottage
cheese.  However, what makes Stephanie so remarkable is the fact that she has
no imperfections.  She is about 5'8" and 130.  When I first saw her, she was
extremely modest.  For that reason, she always wore loose jeans and thick
sweaters.  I always wondered if she was uncomfortable in such garments under
L.A. weather.  Yet, it never seemed to bother her.  However, regardless of
her attire, she could never conceal her cute, innocent face and her perfect
long, auburn hair.  I heard that she had never had a real lover and took the
immediate recourse of speaking with my friend, Leslie. Leslie was unusually
large for a female.  In fact, she broke records as the only girl to ever play
on the football team. (Once, I watched in awe as she benched 225 pounds.)
happened to know her fairly well and I was able to learn a great deal.  As
one of my best friends, she confided to me one day that she was gay.  This
happened to come up when I spoke with her about Stephanie.  I was amazed to
learn that Leslie had a locker almost right next to Stephanie, (who happened
to be in the required P.E. class that met at the same time of football
practice.)  Leslie was simply in awe over her body.  First, she remarked that
Stephanie never seemed to wear makeup.  Furthermore, she too noticed her
long, auburn hair.  She wondered how it was always so perfect when the other
girls spent at least an hour a day.  Stephanie would just run her soft hands
through the curls and it would be finished.  The next claim by Leslie would
captivate the interest of any guy.  Leslie would never forget when
Stephanie's sweater and loose pants came off.  Even though she only witnessed
this for a few seconds, it was a memory that would last a lifetime.  Her skin
was perfectly smooth and tan.  Her legs  were so smooth that they apparently
had no visible pores!  As Stephanie put on her gym sweats, Leslie noticed her
perfect heart-shaped calves that were captivating from any position.  My
interest peaked further when Leslie informed me that none of the other girls
had seen Stephanie go out with anyone.  I spent that evening contemplating
whether Stephanie was also gay or if she was simply shy.  One thing was for
certain.  Something about this girl was extremely unique, and I was going to
make it my mission to find out as much as I could.