I had to see it. As soon as I closed the door I kicked of my shoes, started wriggling out of the thigh fitting jeans, riding low on my hips. Leaving a trail of discarded clothing behind I rushed into the bedroom.
In the center of the bedroom stood a large bed. One wall was occupied by a large wardrobe. Pictures decorated the rest of the walls, except for the wall sized mirror next to the bed. I stood before the mirror taking in the view of my naked body. Smooth pale skin, dark make up contrasting the creamy color of my skin, firm breasts, long slender legs and purple hair cut in a bob. I liked what I saw. This was not always the case. There was a time not long ago, where I would have considered my behavior as indecent. But Lucy changed that. She changed a lot of things in my life.
Before I moved here I was a decent, catholic girl. I behaved how my parents, no my dad, wanted me to behave. My dad is a very conservative man, a politician, whose family's behavior reflects back on him. That's what he always told me, when I did something wrong. But deep down I always knew, I did not want to be daddy's little girl. That's why I rebelled. My rebellion consisted of small acts, my parents would not notice, like getting a tattoo on my lower back, to assure me, that I could say no to the demands of my father. When I moved here, to continue my studies, I grew bolder and dyed my hair. Meeting Lucy set me further on the path of separation from my family and becoming my own person.
Two weeks ago it came nearly to an end. The moment I had dreaded was there. My parents came to visit their daughter, who was away from home for the first time. When I told Lucy, that I was afraid, how my parents would react to the changes I went through in the last few months, she just smiled that little smile of hers and told me she would be there for me. I snuggled into her arms and felt safe.
But then the day I dreaded was there. I stood before the mirror fidgeting with my clothing. I was wearing my favorite top, a gift from Lucy. It was low cut, its purple color matching the color of my hair, decorated with a pattern of tiny golden stars. After trying on many pants and skirts I settled for black jeans, since most of my skirts were too short for the taste of my parents. Damn here I was again thinking if my parents would approve. After making sure the table was all set I went back to my bedroom and put on a black blouse, closed two of the top buttons, to cover up some more. I hated myself for doing so.
The doorbell snapped me out of my thoughts. I went to the door and opened. Lucy was early, as she promised. She was wearing a short black and red dress, showing off her curves. Her short blonde hair was brushed behind her ears. There was a slight frown. She did not say anything but I could see it in her clear blue eyes, she disapproved of my outfit. It was not the way I dressed, since I met her. She came in, put her arms around my waist and kissed me. Her kiss sent a short tingling sensation through my body. Her mesmerizing blue eyes looked deep into mine and I started to drown, like I always did. Lucy broke the kiss too fast for my taste.
"Hi babe, are you nervous?" she asked.
I smiled a weak smile. " What gave me away sweetie?" I asked.
"Just a hunch, babe, just a hunch." She gave me that encouraging smile of hers. My heart did a little jump. I could make it; I could meet my parents and not break.
As we entered the living room I asked her:" How are you, sweetie?"
"Fine", was all she said, but the tone of her voice and her body language all told me she was not fine. I guess she was a bit angry and maybe a bit afraid. Angry because I was not true to the person I had become, afraid because I might turn back to the girl I was and leave. We sat down on the couch. I put my head on her shoulder and she wrapped her arm around me. We sat there in silence, both too lost in our thoughts to speak.
