A Look in the Mirror Ch. 01

I watched as he grabbed his things and stood next to me. "Well, how about we drop our stuff off at your place, then we can go get that ice cream we talked about earlier today, and maybe catch a movie while we're at it."

The pair began to make their way back to Ophelia's apartment from the beach. It was still warm and the sun was shining, rather maliciously at that. It was at least 100 degrees outside. Ophelia had a hard time trying to keep herself cool and sweat free as she drank some water. Roughly thirty minutes later, they made it back to the apartment and set their bags down on the floor. Ophelia walked into her room and began to change out of her wet clothes while she prepared for a shower. "Kyle, if you want, after I've taken a shower, feel free to take one yourself."

As I stepped into the bathroom, I began to undress when I heard something break. I wrapped myself in the purple robe I keep on the bathroom door and ran towards the source of the sound. When I walked into the living room, Kyle was sweeping up the glass from the broken coffee table.

"Kyle, what happened?" I looked from the broken table and back at him. I sat down on the couch as I awaited his response as to how my table fell to pieces.

"I decided to sit down on the table, thinking it was sturdy enough." He finished sweeping up the glass and dumped it into the trash can before sitting next to me on the couch.

I merely shook my head, then gave him a slight frown. "That table was given to me by my grandmother...oh well." I sighed heavily as I looked towards the bathroom. My body was still in need of a shower, so I walked towards the bathroom once more. After putting my robe on the door and locking it, I stepped into the shower while turning on the hot water.

Once I finished cleaning myself from head-to-toe, I decided to check up on Kyle before going into my room. He was laying silently on the couch, wrapped up in the afghan I usually left hanging over the couch's back. I was careful as I sat down next to him so he wouldn't wake from his slumber.

He stirred momentarily as my added weight made the springs in the furniture creak loudly. I snuggled up against Kyle and gently ruffled his hair. I inhaled the sweet scent of his clothes and body. Kyle's form was lean, but firm and muscular from his workouts. As I lay next to him, I began to fall asleep beside my sandy blond haired friend. I slept easy through the night and awoke the next morning from my deep slumber. I stretched and yawned, blinking a few times to get used to the sunlight, and realized I was in my bedroom.

I looked over to my left and saw that Kyle was out cold, breathing softly into the pillow that was resting upon his cranium. I gently removed the pillow from his face and kissed him square on the lips. He stirred softly in his sleep, batting those green eyes as he slowly rose from his hibernation like slumber.

"Good morning sleepyhead!" I rolled over to my left side so that I was facing my fair-haired friend and smiled.

"Good morning Ophelia..." He yawned momentarily before getting out of bed and walking into the bathroom. A few minutes later, my young friend walked out of the bathroom and sat down next to me on my bed.

"So...we seemed to have fallen asleep and forgotten our plans last night. What do you want to do now?" I looked deep into Kyle's eyes, longing for him to make the next move. As Kyle kept me waiting, my heart began to race with anticipation. He leaned closer to my face and smiled.

"Well, maybe next week, since school will be out, we could met one each others parents." My heart sank a little at the suggestion, but no matter how much I didn't want to, I nodded in solemn agreement. I was scared that my parents would blurt out my secret aloud to Kyle and that would leave, just like everyone else had.

I was also frightened what his family would think of me as well. We both sat down to figure out what day would be best for us. We decided that it would be two weeks from now after college let out for summer vacation. A couple of hours later, we decided to go on December the 24th and stay the night at his parent's house.

As we both cleaned up and went to the kitchen for food, I started the dishwasher. I tossed a couple of Eggo waffles into the toaster and retrieved the butter and whipped cream. The toaster dinged as the waffles popped out I placed them on the two separate plates and gathered the different syrup containers from the refrigerator and put them on the kitchen table before placing the waffles down.

"Kyle, what would you like to drink?" I walked over to the cabinets above the sink and opened them to get a couple of mugs.

"Um...coffee is fine. I don't mind black coffee." I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and started to make the drink as requested. A few minutes later I handed him his dark beverage and sat down with my cup of hot cocoa.

"I myself am not a fan of coffee. I prefer hot chocolate, as odd as that may seem. I've never liked coffee because of my older 'sister'." Kyle gave me a slightly puzzled look, then blinked a few times.

"I never knew you had any siblings." He looked at with surprise and wonder.

I shifted my gaze to the outside window before turning back to Kyle and frowning slightly. "I don't like talking about my family very much. In fact, I try to avoid the subject all together. It wasn't just my parents who mistreated me. My siblings did too. I never got along with my family. They pretended to be nice when I would have friends over, which was rare since I didn't have very many."

Sighing heavily, I finished munching on my waffles and drank my hot cocoa slowly. "I, uh...I'm sorry to hear that Ophelia. So, how about we go out and catch a movie?" I nodded at the suggestion and began to clean up from breakfast. Shortly after breakfast, I walked into the bathroom and prepared my shower.

"Kyle, if you'd like, you can wait in my room. I shouldn't be too long."

"Okay, I'll just...sit on your bed."

I closed the door and grabbed my usual supplied before getting in and cleaning myself from head-to-toe. I started washing my long, elegant hair. Running my shampoo covered fingers through my hair I felt my body respond accordingly.

Goosebumps slowly formed all over my body as I began to lather my Dove body wash all over myself from the neck down. I moved my hands down to my breasts and gently squished them together while fondling them with my soft palms. I let out a quiet sigh as I ran my hands along my sides and hips.

I poured a gracious amount of body wash into my washcloth as I began to lather myself in my liquid soap. I let out another sigh as I finished coating my body in a thick layer of skin cleansing suds. I reached for my handled loofah and proceeded to rub my backside, from my long, luscious legs, along my firm, but soft ass, and finally up my back. I quickly rinsed off and encased myself in my robe. I walked briskly into my room and found Kyle laying down on my bed, looking out the window.

"Hey, I've finished my shower. How're you doing?" He looked at me and smiled.

"I'm fine. Just ready the day started. I'll step out so you can change clothes." As he got up to leave. I put my right arm in front of him to block his path. "No, it's fine. I trust you to stay while I change, but first, there is something I have to tell you about myself..."

My heart was racing with fear and slight anxiety. My breathing turned heavy. I tried to relax, but my body wouldn't allow it. I got down next to Kyle and rested my head against his chest.

"Ophelia, I'm not here to judge you. You're my best friend nothing will ever change that. So, whatever it is that you're afraid of, don't be. I'm not going anywhere, I promise." I gasped as he lifted my head up and gingerly kissed me on the lips.

When we withdrew from the kiss, I blushed a bright red. "Well, I was born different from other woman." Kyle tilted his head to the side a little with a quizzical expression.

"Well, I don't see it." His green eyes looked at me with wonder and curiosity.

I grinned momentarily as I untied my fluffy robe from around my waist. "I think it's better if I showed you." I sat gently on his lap, making sure he didn't feel the extra equipment I carry. I was facing him with a big grin, hiding my emotions behind it.

"Well, first and foremost, we have my face and hair. I know you like my eyes: I batted my lashes at him and covered my head with my beautiful hair. "Then, there are my wonderful 36C sized breasts that you can't help but look at." I pulled my hair away from his face and opened up the robe just enough for my breasts to be free.

I took his warm hands in mine, then rested his palms over my nipples. "It's okay Kyle. I really like you, a lot." I placed my hands on Kyle's and pressed them against me, curling his fingers and making him squeeze my boobs.

"Ophelia, what--" I put my right index finger up to his soft lips. "No, please let me continue...I'm different from other women, because of this..." I lifted myself off of his lap and knelt down in front of him.

"I hope you're different from everyone else..." I took a deep breath, then exhaled before sliding my robe down to the floor. I looked at him, waiting for him to say something.