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Carly's Story

... up to me slowly, apprehensively putting one finger, then her hand, on my upper arm, and moving it up to my shoulder, then down my chest, stopping right above my belly button before breaking the touch and blushing harder than I'd seen her do yet.

"You're hiding THIS under your shirts?" She asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," I said, laughing. "I work out pretty hard, and I swim a lot, too."

"I can tell! You probably can't keep the girls off you once they've seen you with no shirt on!", once again reaching up and touching my pectoral muscle.

I gave her an evil grin. "Obviously..."

She stopped and withdrew her hand quickly. Smiling, she said, "well, I guess I'm that girl too..."

"I'm glad you like it! It feels good to be complimented," I said.

"I'll compliment you whenever you want!" Carly said, backing up a step.

"Thanks! So, can I put a shirt on now, or do you want to ogle me a little bit more?" I asked her jokingly. She slapped my arm again lightly, and said, "Yes, you may... As long as I can see that again some time."

"I'm sure that can be arranged," I said, smiling at her.

I grabbed a shirt and put it on, then grabbed a duffle and threw some clothes in there, along with some toiletries and a few other items I'd need for the next couple of days. Together, we left my place and walked back to hers, once again hand in hand.

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"Ok, speed round. Time to get down to the important stuff." I said to Carly. It was later that evening, and ...

... we were sitting together on the couch, watching a movie.

"Time for me to learn about Carly Sims."

Carly looked at me nervously. I continued.

"First question, and this is of paramount importance." I furrowed my brow and assumed the most serious face I could muster.

"Cool Ranch or Nacho Cheese?"

Carly laughed, loudly and leaned back.

"Nacho Cheese, of course. Who even eats Cool Ranch? What about you?" She asked me.

I tilted my head as if I was deep in thought. "Hmmm... Neither. Salt and Vinegar."

"Cheater! I didn't know we got more choices!" She said. By now, she was completely relaxed and comfortable. I knew that I wanted to keep it light with her, we could have serious conversations about her life when she was ready, and I wasn't about to push it. It just didn't seem important to me at the time.

"Ok, ok," I said. "No more cheating."

"Good," she said, satisfied.

We went back and forth like this for a while, just being silly with each other, trying to make the other laugh and having a good time together.

"Ok, next question for you," I started to say to her, but she cut me off suddenly.

"I still have it." She had a concerned look on her face.

"Wait, still have what?" I said, confused.

"I still have... my penis. Dick. Whatever." She hung her head, not wanting to look at me.

I gently raised my hand, lifting her chin with my fingertips, slowly, until her eyes locked on mine.

"I... I just wanted you to know, you know... what you're ...