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This made me feel so good inside that I had no further complaints to Josef about the workouts. Even though my outward appearance was changing for the better the main problem, as Josef explained to me, was I still saw myself as the boy pov who came to visit early in the summer. Shyness and a low self-esteem, particularly around women, was my downfall. Around guys, I was smart, witty and funny. I just needed to transfer that part of me in my dealings with females. During our workouts Josef would talk to me about how to interact with women. He explained to me that all it took was confidence. There was no particular formula to it, as he said, a man just needed to show confidence in himself and that is was what attracts women. Each afternoon when Josef, grandma and I would go out they would give me a task to complete. Go up to a woman I found attractive, strike up a conversation and get her number. I crashed and burned numerous times in the first few days which, after a while, I really didn't want to do it anymore, but they kept telling me "Rome wasn't built in a day". They would have me approach three different interracial women a day and they would watch me from afar. After I completed my third interaction for the day, we would go do something fun like go to the beach, go parasailing or just roam around the countryside. Each night at dinner time we would go over my approach with these women. Thinking back on it. Josef and grandma treated my tasks like a football coach would breakdown game film with his players. They would praise me on things I did well and show me areas in which to improve. I just soaked up all the advice they gave me. Basically, what we discovered was the women were intrigued by me from the initial encounter due to my physical appearance, but I was not able to keep a conversation with them because anal of my extreme shyness and fear of rejection. Every man gets rejected at some point or another no matter how good he looks my grandmother told me. Josef agreed and let me know that rejection could be due to numerous factors and not because of who you are as a person, so don't take it so personally. They both drove home the fact that my outward appearance has matched the wonderful person I am on the inside and once I finally realize that, there would be no stopping me. Sometimes, all it takes are words of encouragement from people you respect and admire to make you Bubble Butt become more than who you are! Looking in the full-length mirror at myself that night I marveled at the man staring back at me. Shaking my head and saying to myself I can't believe this is me. My body was chiseled. Not overly bulky like a bodybuilder but just lean and ripped. "You look fucking awesome blonde bro!" I boasted to myself. Turning from side to side, checking different angles of my body and focusing on my six pack I developed a big smile came across my face. For an accurate depiction on how I look, Google- Rome Flynn. The work was put it and now all I had to do was just to believe... Getting up on my second to last day in France there was a mixture of emotions. I had such a great time here with grandma and Josef who both turned my life around by making me realize my full potential, I really didn't want to leave them. But on the other-hand I knew I had to face the issues at home, that being Kimmie and Joe. Speaking of which, when they saw that video message, I left them the following day, my phone blew up with tons of calls and messages from the both of them. Never replying to either of them they were relentless to the fact that when speaking with my mother, she had to ask me what had happened because they both called her so many times asking for her help to talk with me. I never told mom the specifics of what happened I just told her it was between me and them and it will be resolved when I got home. She didn’t press the issue, but she knew it must have been a big deal because Joe and Kimmie were like family. One message from Kimmie almost made me break and call her. She was crying uncontrollably and saying she would never forgive herself for what she did to me. Sobbing on how she carelessly threw our friendship away after her actions from that night. Kimmie begged and pleaded for me to call her because she didn't want to lose me. Even Joe, Captain America himself, left me a message crying on how selfish he has always been regarding our friendship and he was deeply sorry, but he will make it up to me. After a while I just turned my phone off for the rest of my vacation because I couldn’t read or listen to any more messages. Walking out naked onto my balcony to the beautiful sunrise I just stretched and yawned. 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