We’ve been friends for awhile. I like to think that we’re that really special type of friends. Super compatible, with an interesting amount of chemistry, with a potential future. I always thought that’s what kept us from ever actually doing anything. We met literally on the first day of college and, despite having different circles of friends, kept coming back around to each other. I think a part of me thought he might be the one, so I didn’t want to screw it up with any of the mistakes we inevitably make when we’re young and dumb. So, we were just friends. Awesome friends. (more…)

Everyone felt his presence from the moment he walked through the door of the pizza parlor. He moved with the liquid grace of a panther, slowly making his way down the rows of uncomfortable plastic benches lining the restaurant’s walls. He was tall and well built, with midnight hair and eyes like blue ice. He left a chill in his wake that made the boys’ eyes narrow with suspicion and the girls’ breath catch in their throats, but he paid them no mind. He already knew what he was looking for.

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I’m sitting in his bed wondering if I should take off my clothes, or just wait until he comes back in the room. Is it sexy for guys to watch a girl undress herself? I’ve done it countless times in the mirror, but I’m pretty sure the effect could be off-putting without my usual background theme music. If I’m still dressed when he comes back then he might want to undress me himself and that could easily be really good or really bad. The potential awkwardness is making my underarms sweat. My heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest as I weigh my options. First time is kind of a big deal, but I really didn’t think it was going to be this hard… pun intended. (more…)