Truth is funnier than fiction.
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I walked around the house, finding the fridge, I opened it and stared at its contents. I looked at the bottom shelf of the fridge door and selected a Hard Mikes. I really wanted my white russian but, I didn't really want to get drunk, just a buzz. I sat down on the couch, drinking the Hard Mikes, enjoying how it felt like fire on my tongue. Waiting for the alcohol to kick in. About a third of the way through the bottle, my cell phone rang. I looked at the screen, with Jake's* number going across. I smiled, gave a little shout and pressed the 'accept' button. I said hello, and the voice said hello back. Obvoiously not Jake's so, I asked who it was. "This is the Louisville Morgue, are you Haruko*?" My eyes flashed but, something was wrong here. The voice souded way to young to be someone from the morgue. After a few minutes of "Who is this really"? The voice finally gave up. Conceded that it was just Harry*, and wanted to know if I would come to the Dollar General to meet him and Jake. Rolling my eyes, I agreed. I asked to talk to Jake. Since, it was his number that I saw and him that I really wanted to talk to. As I headed downstairs to my basement/bedroom/entertaining area Jake and I asked the usual 'how-are-you' questions. I was shaking like a small dog cause it was cold. It was cold because that is what my room almost always is. The heat works but only for a little while, as soon as it kicks off my room becomes the ice chamber. I told him I was coming to meet him and that I just needed to get out of my pajamas. Which i had actually only put on a few hours earlier since, I went to bed in the cloths I had worn the day before. I picked out a new outfit, something that would look good but, not slutty. I wore some semi-tight pants and a greenish shirt that looked good with my red hair. Going to the mirror, I fixed my hair back into a bun. After putting on some make-up and doing a few poses in front of my mirror, I decided that I looked good enough. Not to mention being a little vain, and walked out of my bathroom. I called Jake again, and told him that I was just leaving. We talked till I arrived in front of the Dollar General. With a quick good-bye to my step-mom, I got out of the car and she drove away. Ah, Jake. My boyfriend. Tall, with dark hair and eyes. What more could a girl want? Well, okay brains would be nice but, at my school that was a hard find. Chances are, if you found brains, you found dork too. Not that I really cared but, come on lets go for the guy who isn't in love with Princess Leia. I smiled at Jake, and we kissed. (When step-mom wasn't right there) Harry, who likes to mess around tried to kiss me to. Jake pulled him off, with some mock threat to punch him. Then with Jake's arm around my waist, and mine around his, we walked toward the dinky library. Harry talked, but i don't remember what he said besides wanting to show me his Myspace profile. When we did get to the library, Harry brought up his profile. 'Boobyman' being the first part of it. He was checking his messages, and apparently got one from a girl who wants to date him. I rolled my eyes, who would want an internet relationship? By clicking on her screename he was able to go to her profile. Which had tons of pictures of her. Several of her squeazing her tits. I don't know if they were real, I'm not the kind to stare at other women's boobs but, they were a good size. Harry made a whistle sound and asked Jake what he thought. Jake stammered, unsure what to say about the obviously hot girl since, I was right there. I found his struggle to be entertaining. However, I did put him to ease saying, "I don't care about what you say, as long as you know that i am the one your is dating." With that Jake let out a breath, saying they were nice but, he liked mine better. Lie! i knew it. However, he also admitted that my face was alot prettier. Which was true. We walked around after that. Going to Harry's and then Jake's. We were messin' around when Harry wanted to go somewhere. We were walking with him till he gave me a wedgie and I chased him off. For about 20 minutes, Jake and I walked around, talking about different things. Then the conversation started on sex... Oh, don't be so shocked! Jake and I are 16, with hormones and all the beautiful things that come with them. Well, I decided sure lets do it. I know. What was i thinking? I'll tell you, I was horny. Like when I was horny at my friends party with that guy. Only this time, it wasn't some guy at a party, and there wasn't a whole bunch of people around. This time, it was just me and my boyfriend. Alone. So, after getting himself a condom, I followed him into the RV beside his house. We kissed, and slowly made our way to the bed. Pausing long enough for him to get prepared, and got down to business. After, he stated I was really good for a virgin. Though, he was barely not a virgin himself. I had to keep from laughing. He might have been able to get off but, I however didn't even get close to orgasim. Though, I was pretty tight since I was nervous and a virgin. However, if we have a next time someone is going to have to learn foreplay... The most funny part is is that I knew there was something missing, and that it could have been better. Even though I am only, was only, a virgin. Does it count if it doesn't make it all the way in? Its a good thing that Jake is cute. *= names have been changed. |