To be honest, I have never written a sex-story before, its bad enough at my age that I even read them! If my dad found out, I’m more than sure he’d disown me. I could definitely forget the car he promised, for when I turn seventeen.
Maybe on account of the fact I’d remained a virgin – probably the only one in my school’s tenth grade – that I’ve been having all these really hot flushes. It’s just been a matter of principle – I always wanted to believe I’d be a virginal bride - and well, so far at least, I’ve managed to stay on my feet, as it were.
Until last night that is!
You might have thought a girls’ sleep-over was safe enough? I sure did!
I’ve known Cathy Carter since kindergarten. A really quiet and rather pretty little girl who looks way less than her sixteen years. Only three days older than me, we are both around five-foot three inches tall, though I’m blonde. Just thought I’d mention that, not that it makes any difference to anyone I realise.
There were just the four of us there yesterday, the other two being Elise Sherman and Julie Cameron. Elise needing a manager, given the number of boys wanting to date her and Julie in dire need of a bodyguard, taking into account her track record for "luring away" other girls’ boyfriends.
Anyway, the evening had been pretty normal. We had sent out for pizza early while Julie and Elise had each gotten a wine cask which given that none of us were what you might call power drinkers, was definitely asking for trouble I guess. We had been watching a couple of movies, one of which was Richard Gere’s Unfaithful. I don’t know if you are familiar with that film but it’s about Gere’s wife who gives-in to temptation and allows herself to be seduced by this artist-acquaintance she meets one day during a rainstorm.
Some of the sex scenes in this movie are really graphic and there were times the four of us were kinda just looking at each other in embarrassment. Maybe it was something else? I know that during t... Læs hele novellen
