Yes, he'd seen her body without the distraction of her graphic Tee's, torn jeans, black boots, Nude bra, or her white and green underwear with a little blue bow, but he'd never seen her completely nude until now. The middle of the night at a party, everyone's asleep except for the two, they sit next to each other on the bedroom floor, the most innocent looking scene, clothed, just hanging out, but he was finally seeing her nude, he now knew what made her happy, her best memory, her favorite movie, her favorite people, he also knew what made her sad, her worst memory, her darkest fears, her shattered hopes, he understood her as much as anyone could know someone, it scared her that someone could actually get to know her, and this he now knew, along with a countless amount of other things. To think that one party, one night, one long conversation, could get a girl completely nude, right before your eyes.
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