A MemoryThere was the time she came up to see me in my loft. How she didn't speak and I'd just gotten out of the shower and was surprised that she let herself in. She hugged me and purred how fresh and clean I smelled. I didn't know how to feel at this moment. She'd never done anything like this, and since that time when I locked the front office door and started kissing and undressing her I never knew what we were.And here she was, in my apartment, weeks later, with me in a towel. The thing I was to have done was follow up on her kiss and hug right then. I went cold though. I didn't like this. I liked her but I didn't like this. I wasn't looking for any kind of commitment but I wasn't looking for whatever it is that could have happened just then. And neither was she. That's what attracted me to her. She didn't sleep around. She was probably the sexiest girl I'd ever met, truly, and the most principled at the same