The next 3 days after I met Spencer were probably the worst I have felt in a long time I got very drunk and just stayed in my room. Then one day I saw her walking in from outside I stepped back from my bedroom balcony so she wouldn’t see me but now I just had to see her. I tried to think of all the excuses I could and they would all sound pathetic. Then I realized this is my house I don’t need an excuse to walk around it. Jeez what is wrong with me I don’t care about this girl….it’s just she is new and I want to make sure I can trust her. Yeah I couldn’t even come close to believing that.

I would follow her and then stand in a corner and watch her work. She was so beautiful I had to retreat to my room a few times to take my libido into my own hands. I noticed how much she smiled when she worked and everyone seemed to love her she always did things no one told her to do. I wanted to go talk to her but I couldn’t ever let her know she had this affect on me.

A month of this went on until one day I didn’t hide well enough she came around a corner and bumped right into me. I thought for sure I was busted. She ran into me so hard that we both held each other to hold us up but it had a much different affect on me. Her hair was down which is against the rules even though I didn’t make that rule I didn’t mind it especially for the people in the kitchen. In Spencer’s case though with her hair down she looked like a goddess. I would have fallen to my knees right then and told her how beautiful she was but I was trying to cover for myself. Then just by how her next words came out I remembered that this girl obviously hates me she looked like she wanted to run away which of course is my own stupid fault.

"Ohh….I…I’m so sorry I should have been more careful." She was all but shaking.

"It’s ok I…I…was just going to go swim." I tried to make her feel better and also explain why I was lurking in the hall I took a step back because holding her was making me sweat and I didn’t want her to see the affect she was having on me. What is wrong with me? What is it about this girl? I have had plenty of beautiful women and none of them made me feel like this. I moved back so she could go about her work but once I realized it might be a month before I got to see her again I just had to talk to her a little more.