(3) why I feel this way

It was time and the guests were here. She walked in with her hair curled and her skirt pulled up higher then it should have been. I could not help myself but to stare at the beautiful young lady who just walked into the room.

It was Mags in all her glory surprised to see me sitting at the dinner table. By now I was hot and had my jacket off she saw my muscles and couldn't help but stare. For a few seconds she blushed then pulled her gaze to the food. Telling everyone how amazing it looked.

I never wore clothes like I did today so nobody knew what I looked like. I suppose it was very surprising because she could not stop look during dinner.

We were settled away from the adults our 17 year old minds were told not to listen to their conversations. We did not sit at the main table but instead in my cellar. Which wasn't a dark creepy one it was nice lit up and furnished well.

We were by no means rich but we had enough money to make it through our lives properly with no financial worries. Maggie however was not she and her parents had financial problems which is why they were working for my fathers company under his name.

My dad payed them well but not well enough to live like us. It was by no means mags worry though she couldn't help but ask why she hadn't known I would be here.

I was very surprised to hear as I didn't think it mattered and how she was the one who turned me away.

"I knew you looked familiar but didn't know you would be here I wanted to start a friendship but you told me that you knew my intentions." I told her

"I'm sorry it's just whenever I see a boy especially one that looks like you I tend to get ahead of myself and think that they don't really like me or only want one thing, sex" she said very quietly almost being ashamed

"Like me?" I said

"Yes a strong man who could overpower me any day" she said while blushing

I didn't think people saw my firm arms as I wore baggy clothing however she knew somehow.