Ch. 2

My rather slim and not exactly muscular statue and my almost 1.80m made it easy for the refreshing water and so my whole body was wet after a short time. I reached out my hand for the shampoo, which was kept in a small metal basket, which was fixed in one of the corners and the contents of which consisted of all kinds of care, cosmetic and shower utensils. After a short search I found the bottle and put a little of it directly on my head, which was decorated with short, dark blond hair. Slowly and almost massaging, I rubbed the viscous liquid, which soon became very frothy, on my head and scalp. Meanwhile, my thoughts kept wandering to the upcoming party at which the gender proportions should be largely balanced.

She was about 1.65m tall, had beautiful, straight, deep black hair that fell over her shoulders and a narrow face with piercing green eyes and a few freckles around her nose that made her look just cute. Her body was perfect, with her firm breasts that were neither too big nor too small, like 2 pomegranates under sometimes very skin-tight tops and sometimes not only took my breath away, but also seduced me to look at what they were once even noticed, but did not comment on it further. Her flat stomach and the pretty, firm but not too thick thighs and the small but tight-looking bottom rounded off the picture of her. Strangely enough, I always felt very comfortable around her. Was it love or just this good friendship between a man and a woman, often misunderstood as love? I didn't know and because of the uncertainty I had never talked to her about it. But I also had to admit to myself that that wasn't the only reason.

Even if I didn't necessarily find myself ugly with my narrow face, in which my blue eyes sat, I wasn't exactly one of these heartthrob men, but rather a good average man or, as they say today, quite suitable for daylight . The real main reason why I couldn't talk to Stefanie in such detail was my fear that she might reciprocate my feelings and that something might come about in which I would have to practically reveal my biggest secret to her to date when we meet would quietly enjoy themselves in a corner, as many of the young couples did at such parties at an advanced hour.

Slowly but surely I got the feeling that I would rather let the whole thing stay and, as so often before, just stay at home and sit in front of the PC. After a short tussle in my head I made the decision to go there after all. So I soaped my body and then showered everything off before I used the wet razor and shower foam to get rid of all the hair in my genital area. After that was done, I turned off the shower, opened the shower cubicle and got out to dry off. Then I decided to wear loose clothing consisting of boxer shorts, Bermuda shorts, white T-shirt and flip-flops without stockings, as the evening should still be very warm. I went to my room dressed, sat down on my bed and pondered a little about how the evening might go today. With Lars and David I was pretty sure that they would get really drunk and then try to tow one or the other woman. For my part, I hoped to be able to talk to Stefanie again and a deep glimmer of hope forced me to think that it might even be more. The doorbell jerked me away from the thought.