I then voice a concern of mine, “Valerie, do you think the topless and/or nude walk of tonight, that they were planning, will carry over to tomorrow?”

Valerie asks, “You mean nude in daylight? Omigod! Well, we're isolated enough that some of the girls just might try it. I mean topless, I don’t think anyone will go nude, in public in the daylight.”

I lecture, “Don’t count nude out. Shirley wants Ronnie and nude is maybe all she really has to offer him.”

Valerie thinks for a bit and then asks, “If all that Shirley has to offer is nude, what do I have to offer?”

I muse, “Well, they tell me that you're an architect. It takes years of concentrated study to be an architect. Thus, you have discipline. You look better than Shirley does, although that's partly due to the face that you were born with, the body shows signs of maybe aerobic dancing type of thing. Again discipline. You can make intelligent conversation, with adults, either male or female. You have a responsible job, at a salary well above minimum wage. And, you also carry well the difficult responsibility of self respect.”

Valerie thinks for a bit and then asks, “And, what do you have to offer?”

“Well, I have a responsible job, a career actually. I trained for the job, through high school and college, and it was really hard work. As a result, I make well above minimum wage. I'm strong, but I use my strength responsibly. I had to work hard to get the strength and I mean work hard day by day. I'm looking to build a life, with a lady, not just a sequence of Ronnie type one night stands.”

Valerie says, “Well Jason, you do really need to learn to be a little less macho. There's no need to beat up Ronnie, even if he maybe deserves it.”

I sigh, “Valerie, I don’t need to fight Ronnie. I don't want to fight Ronnie. However, if he threatens you, I'll stop him. I can't stop him with reason or clever conversation. If I have to stop Ronnie, it'll require physical violence.”

Valerie and I then continue our walk back home, mostly talking about nothing at all. When we do get back to the house, there are a couple of girls in the kitchen. We go in and I begin to prepare my metabolic optimizer for breakfast as Valerie talks with the girls.

Valerie finishes talking with the girls and comes over to me. She says, “Aileen packed my stuff and put my suitcase in the hall. Ronnie is wild drunk and has made threats against me. I'm scared to even go up there alone. Will you ...?”

I smile because events are moving in the direction that I want. “Let’s go up and get you moved into my room, where you'll be safe.”

Valerie smirks and says, “You mean safe from everyone but you.” Then she gives me a big smile to take the sting off her words.

We go up and get Valerie’s suitcase. We then go back to my room. Everything seems okay and I set Valerie’s suitcase down on the stand, alongside my suitcase.

Valerie is obviously rather unsure of herself. She doesn't talk to me, but opens her suitcase and rummages through things. She mutters something about a couple of missing items, but doesn't seem all that upset. She takes an armload of bottles and tubes and puts them in the bathroom. She then comes back and tells me, “You'll just have to put up with the clutter, girls need more things than boys.”

I say, “Okay, however, I need a shower, before bedtime.”

Valerie tells me, “Okay, you go first.”

I grab a shirt, go into the bathroom, take my shower and then come out wearing just the shirt that does cover me.

Valerie then grabs some lacy things and dashes off to the bathroom. without saying a word.

I take off the shirt, get in bed and wait for Valerie to finish. I watch her dash from the bathroom and jump into bed. She's wearing some lacy little thing that doesn’t cover much.

I pull Valerie to me and we share a long, passionate kiss. I can feel that Valerie isn't wearing panties.

Valerie feels down my body and says, “You sleep naked!”