The reflection of a man
The reflection of a man: I had always been a shy boy for as long as I can remember. I would blush bright red whenever I spoke with a girl and then become conscious of the fact that I was blushing and that would make me blush even more. But what would make me blush in the first place? Well as I spoke with a girl I would wonder what it was like to be her and to wear sexy exciting clothes like her. What was it like to look that beautiful? At the same time I would be aware that she...