Since Alby had confirmed my decision to put us together in my room, I began to adore this wondrous domestic feeling I had with her. I'd go to my room - a home within my home - and Charlotte would be waiting with a smile for me. Today, however, was different. I saw someone go into the medjack hut with her, so she would probably be another thirty minutes. Enough time to clean myself and get ready for bed. I pottered around our room thinking about her. She had warmed to me so much, though was still wary of the fact she didn't recognise herself. I can't remember whether or not I could remember what I looked like, I just accepted it. But she's a girl, right? And girls worry about those sort of things? Plus, if I had a bloody body like that I'd want to remember it. I let my mind wander to moments I'd just watch her, when I see her I just can't take my eyes off her. Even though she's the only girl I remember, I can bet my life on the fact she's the most beautiful. She was bathing the other day in the pond. Its hidden back in the forest, Alby must have told her about it. I was just strolling, getting away from the constant lack of privacy and she was there. She stood at the edge of the pond facing away from me, I almost called out but at the last minute changed my mind. She pulled the shirt up from her stomach and it took her hair with it. The skin of her back was exposed to me, I knew I should've said something, or walked away. She pulled tight pants from her legs, showing supple thighs and a round bottom. The realisation I had never even seen a girl 4 months before, never mind seen one naked made my chest tighten in in remembrance of the moment. I felt myself in the present grow with longing at the sight of her naked form in my memory. She was bloody gorgeous. I knew I loved her, she was a right good one. Never had I ever been around someone that could make me grin like her. 4 months is enough time to know someone in the Glade, and it proved to be enough time to know someone was perfect. I loved her soul, but her body was the cherry on the cake."Newt!" A female voice shouted, I sat up from my position, realising that seeing me with my hand down my pants may prove to be a little weird for Charlotte.
"Newt!" She was breathless as she burst through the door having ran from the med-jack hut.
"Yes, love? I did hear you the first time." I said, her excitement wasn't dampened by my teasing, and she continued with eyes wild. I was resting on a hammock. Our sleeping arrangement was good... Well it was more than bloody good. It was excellent. The Glade was cold at night and our separate hammocks were freezing. We decided to share our body heat, and the bed, and she slept in my arms every night. Absolute bliss. She kneeled in front of me and boldly rested her hands on my knees. I was still hardened at the memory of her bathing. Having her this close to me when I wanted her so bad sent an animalistic surge in my stomach. She was grinning beautifully - I couldn't help but smile back at her
"Well come on you shank - I haven't got all day!"
