I've always heard that I was kinda cute but it has always been through the grapevine, so to speak because I have always been painfully shy. I'm sure I have had it said straight to my face a few times but I was probably so embarrassed by it that I didn't hear the words.

I was new to this town having moved here only months before school was to start. Being shy I had watched from the dining room window as the neighbor boy came and went in his beat up Chevy Lumina. I hadn't had a good look at him but he seemed to be about my age and slightly shorter than me. That's not hard because I'm six feet four inches tall and sort of thin. I get my height from my dad and my mom who is Korean gave me the eyes that seem to be the focal point of all the flattering conversation I have heard. Being half American and half Korean always seemed like more of a problem to me than an asset but as I went through school, I learned to blend pretty well.

I think people always expected me to have an accent and when I spoke. They were amazed that what came from this half Korean face was more of a Southern drawl. Where I lived before, my best friend always told me that the first time he heard me speak he almost busted up laughing. I was born in New Orleans and had just moved to Los Angeles. Dad was a lifer in the Marines and we moved around quite a bit. Now we were in Oregon where everyone is from somewhere else and again I had no friends.

With school starting in just a few weeks I was a little nervous about meeting new people. I never got used to feeling like the outsider. I guess that's why I had always turned to the Internet for friends. I had all the IM programs and was always making new friends online because I knew I never had to make a first impression with my looks. In fact I was pretty outgoing on the Internet. I could be who I wanted to be. Only after I had explained to a new Internet buddy about my cultural mix, would I turn on the web cam and let someone actually see me.

Usually I would get some flattering response like "You sell yourself short. Not only do you have great eyes but you have a cool smile." and they all thought the curly blond hair was bleached. I had to explain that my dad was a tall Swede.

I had started out just talking to some Internet buddies but eventually it evolved into a few little sexual comments and finally I had my first cyber-sex experience. It started with a guy called Raif from North Carolina. I had talked to him and though I had not yet turned on my web cam, he had already shown me his face with his cam.

I hadn't suspected Raif was gay but our conversations always given me a silent hard-on under the computer desk. Raif was young and very good-looking and when he'd sign on, he'd always begin with "Hey how's my bud today?"

From time to time, through his web, cam I'd see him stand up to go get something and note that he had a great body. He had dark hair and delicious long eyelashes and every now and then I'd get a really