He was someone she could relate to easily.  As he mentioned he was from Tennessee, she lit up.  "This place is amazing....like, seriously," as she relaxed around him, "and I'm here to work in an advertising agency.  Most of them are out here, so I thought it would be a good idea, ya know," as she smiled.  Finally, she admitted, "By the way, I'm from Georgia....so cool you are from Tennessee," she giggled.  He captivated her, and even though they just met, she knew that he would be a good friend.  Although she wouldn't have admitted as much publicly, she had already compared him to her current boyfriend and thought why couldn't she find someone more like Michael.<br/><br/>"I know, that's what everyone said - that things would be different, but not necessarily in a bad way.  I think it would be good for me to live somewhere besides the bible belt."<br/><br/>Not normally her style, she dismissed his apology again - it was a bad habit of hers.  She would always subjugate her needs to others as it was inherent to her personality, "I don't think the women mind you walking around with your shirt off," she giggled, "except that if you sat on Amelia's nice furniture."  She was relaxed and gaining confidence with each passing minute.  "By the way, how often do you run?  I try to go every day, but with my long runs on Saturdays," she paused, "And, I think it would be fun to run together."  She couldn't believe she was putting herself out there like that, but it was said.  She would deal with the guilt of not telling her boyfriend that piece later, if at all.<br/><br/>She wanted him to stay, and swim, but her modesty got in the way.  She was about to offer up that since the water was a dark blue, she would turn her head while he dipped in.  She hadn't thought of the consequences, but simply was trying to pacify his concerns.  As she was about to mention a solution, Christina walked up.  Stacy hadn't thought about her swimming, and she immediately felt nervous about Michael seeing her in a bikini.  She wore her bikini confidentlu, but she had noticed the other girls in the house and she would lose in a comparison, she thought.  Yet, she was too weak to deny the question, "Ummm.....well, I have a swim suit, but..." as she looked at Michael.  "We both think the pool looks so refreshing though," she admitted softly.