Part One i suppose?
I remember the first time I saw him.
The house was small, brick and almost steaming from the heat. The grass was a perfect green and led up to the unusually long driveway. I could hear people talking and laughing, the birthday party had already started. Damn it was hot out and I was more than looking forward to the company at the party. I turned the corner eagerly and stopped dead in my tracks. He was jumping on the trampoline wearing black spandex gym shorts cutting off right at his knee and a red baggy t-shirt. Even with his misfitting clothes I could tell he had a body to drool for and judging by the people at this party, he must have had a personality to match. It was like slow motion as he bound from the trampoline to the grass on which it rested. He smiled a gorgeous smile and our eyes met. His intense brown introduced itself to my coy blue and we held that introduction for what seemed like a lifetime. As if his luscious smile and fit body weren't enough to make me blush, his luminous sparkling eyes turned me crimson. My heart stuttered as he stared at me and he soon went from a simple stare, to walking straight toward me.
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I don't even remember our first kiss. Maybe that's because this one was the most memorable. Sitting on his crappy blue and fading cough, I was already feeling uncomfortable and not just because of the springs digging into my back. The T.V. was the only light in his dingy basement, full of empty beer bottles and dog fur. The sound from the movie was our background music, turned down low. Harold and Kumar... ruin the mood? please?! But even the most vulgar jokes didn't help keep his libido low. He leaned in slowly and kissed me once. I pulled back, once was all I wanted but he let his strong hands rest on my back and began pulling me in. I kept trying to resist but he was stronger. I never said 'no' or 'stop' and after a while I stopped trying to resist. I didn't even cry. I just laid there. I didn't speak the rest of the day, going home seemed to be both the hottest and the longest walk of my life.
How can I make this better? Suggestions rock!
The house was small, brick and almost steaming from the heat. The grass was a perfect green and led up to the unusually long driveway. I could hear people talking and laughing, the birthday party had already started. Damn it was hot out and I was more than looking forward to the company at the party. I turned the corner eagerly and stopped dead in my tracks. He was jumping on the trampoline wearing black spandex gym shorts cutting off right at his knee and a red baggy t-shirt. Even with his misfitting clothes I could tell he had a body to drool for and judging by the people at this party, he must have had a personality to match. It was like slow motion as he bound from the trampoline to the grass on which it rested. He smiled a gorgeous smile and our eyes met. His intense brown introduced itself to my coy blue and we held that introduction for what seemed like a lifetime. As if his luscious smile and fit body weren't enough to make me blush, his luminous sparkling eyes turned me crimson. My heart stuttered as he stared at me and he soon went from a simple stare, to walking straight toward me.
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I don't even remember our first kiss. Maybe that's because this one was the most memorable. Sitting on his crappy blue and fading cough, I was already feeling uncomfortable and not just because of the springs digging into my back. The T.V. was the only light in his dingy basement, full of empty beer bottles and dog fur. The sound from the movie was our background music, turned down low. Harold and Kumar... ruin the mood? please?! But even the most vulgar jokes didn't help keep his libido low. He leaned in slowly and kissed me once. I pulled back, once was all I wanted but he let his strong hands rest on my back and began pulling me in. I kept trying to resist but he was stronger. I never said 'no' or 'stop' and after a while I stopped trying to resist. I didn't even cry. I just laid there. I didn't speak the rest of the day, going home seemed to be both the hottest and the longest walk of my life.
How can I make this better? Suggestions rock!