My Host Mom's Son Brandon

"Didn't I just see you naked?"

Drat! He had seen me.

"Right. In your dreams!" I squealed, trying to make out as if he'd imagined it.

"No, no. I definitely saw you. What were you doing out there?"

"I was just doing some reading," I told him gesturing at the magazines on my night table.

"Yeah, whatever. I know what I saw," he insisted. "Emi, you should be careful. It's not safe."

I wanted to answer back, but he was right for once. It was a silly thing to do, going outside bottomless like that. I shouldn't have done it. I guess I was lucky in a way that he found me first. He thought I was strange, but he seemed pretty calm considering. If it had been Loretta or one of the neighbors, probably they would have flipped out completely.

Anyway, as usual, there's a lot more I want to tell you, but I guess I'd better save it for next time. Take care.

Emi Tsuruta