Chapter 1
Wane, my boyfriend of a few months, and i head to our room. We're spending the weekend with my family, most of my relatives came to visit so the house was packed. Luckily we have a 5 bedroom house so it wasn't too crowded. Wane and i head to our room which is the furthest bedroom in the whole house. He's my first boyfriend so it surprises me that we're even sharing a bed to begin with. My parents are usually very strict with things like this.
We walk past the hallway, through the living room where my brother fell asleep with the TV on and and enter our bedroom. It's a lovely summers night and the air just feels crisp and cozy, like a warm hug. The smell of roast chicken and chocolate chip cookies lightly floats in the air from our dinner earlier. Everything just feels...right.
I'm a virgin to be honest but I think that I know a relatively large amount of information about having sexual intercourse. I've thought about my frst time a lot to be quite frank. Thinking of all the stories that I've heard, good and bad. How would my first time be? Would I be comfortable enough with man to let him see me when I'm most vulnerable? Would he be gentle or would I be taken advantage of?
This feels like the moment. They say you'll know when the time is right and it might be now. Or it's the alcohol buzzing in my veins. Just two glasses but still enough to build courage.
I stand next to the bed and watch as he closes the door. Wane is really shy and also a virgin so he's never pressured me. He was really sheltered as a child and has never had a girlfriend. Guess this is all a first for the both of us huh.
We make eye contact and he locks the door. Peraps his own liquid courage...
