Sarahs first love
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Cherri and I were on our way out the door when I accidentally bumped into Phillip Taylor, who happened to be the hottest, most popular guy in the school. Every girl wanted to date him and every guy wanted to be him. When I looked at his face and realized who it was, my beating heart stopped and then began to pound.
‘I’m sorry,’ he apologized.
‘No, I’m the clumsy one.’
‘Everyone is a little clumsy every now and then,’ he said, with a smile. ‘You are Sarah, right?’
I glanced at Cherri’s surprised face. ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘Sarah Logan.’ We stared for a moment. Cherri nudged me, knocking our eyes out of contact.
‘Um, I better get going,’ I said. ‘I’ll see you later.’
‘I hope so,’ he said, catching me, again, by surprise.
Later that evening, while I was helping my mother with supper, the doorbell rang. My mother went to answer it and a few moments later, came back with Phillip trailing behind her. My heart jumped into my throat.
‘Phillip,’ I said. ‘Hello.’
He looked at me for a moment. ‘I was wondering, if you weren’t busy, would you like to go for a ride with me?’
I looked at my mother, my question in my eyes. ‘Go on,’ she replied. ‘I can manage.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Go.’
‘Thank you,’ I said. ‘I kissed her cheek and then Phillip and I walked out to his truck.
‘Your mother is a sweetheart,’ Phillip said after we left my house.
I smiled with pride. ‘I know.’
‘Reminds me of my mother,’ he said, his smile fading. ‘She was always smiling.’
‘Was?’
‘She died a few years ago. Cancer.’
‘I’m so sorry.’
‘It’s all right,’ he said. ‘I know she’s happy now.’
He smiled at me. He drove around town for a while, talking and listening to the radio. When we got bored, he drove to a spot along the Potomac River, just outside of town. We sat quietly for a moment.
I looked at him. ‘So,’ I said. ‘Why would a guy like you want anything to do with a girl like me?’
‘Someone like you?’
‘Why the sudden interest?’
‘To be honest, I’m not sure,’ he said. ‘When we bumped into each other this morning, something amazing happened. I got this strange feeling that just wouldn’t go away and I had to see you tonight.’
‘But why me?’ I asked him. ‘You can have any girl you wanted. Fanny Thomas—’
‘Fanny Thomas is a slut,’ he cut me off. ‘I don’t like her. I’ve never liked her and I never will like her. It’s you I want, Sarah.’
I looked into his eyes and I knew what he said was true. He stared into my eyes and my heart began to pound. He brought his hand to my face and caressed my cheek. He leaned in slowly until our lips touched and then gently pressed together. Then he pulled away and looked at me for a moment before kissing me again. His hand slowly traveled up my side and touched my breast. I gasped and pulled away.
‘I’m sorry,’ I apologized. ‘I’m just a little scared, I guess.’
‘I’m the one who should be apologizing, ‘he said. I moved too quickly. I didn’t man to scare you. ‘He looked at me for a moment. ‘Has anyone ever touched you before?’ I shook my head and he grinned. ‘Did you like it?’
I thought for a moment and remember the weird, but exciting, feeling that I got when he touched my breast. I nodded. ‘Yes.’
He looked at me for a moment. ‘May I?’
I stared at him for a moment, before nodding. He kissed my cheek, the tip of my nose, and then my lips. His hand, which was on my knee, began to move up my leg. My heart pounded harder with every inch.
‘Sarah,’ he whispered, sounding like a prayer.
When he touched me, I gasped and bit my lower lip. When his hand slipped inside my panties, an uncontrollable gasp escaped my mouth. I felt him touch me and then I felt a finger slip inside of me and a small cry left my mouth. He slipped a second finger inside of me and began to move his fingers in a back and forth motion and I suddenly found it hard to breath. My fingers gripped Phillip’s shirt and he kissed me, but that didn’t stop the cry that left my lips.
‘You don’t know how bad I want you,’ Phillip whispered into my ear, bringing me back to reality.
My eyes snapped open. ‘Phillip,’ I said. ‘Phillip, wait…please…’
He pulled away and looked at me. ‘What is it?’ he asked. When I hesitated, he knew. ‘You’re scared, aren’t you?’
I nodded. ‘I’m sorry, Phillip, I—’
‘Shh,’ he said, quieting me with him lips. ‘I won’t push you into anything that you don’t want to do. I won’t risk losing you. I love you, Sarah.’
‘Do you really?’ I asked him.
‘Yes,’ he said. ‘I know it’s quick, but I can’t help myself.’
Later that evening, he drove me home and the evening ended with a goodnight kiss.
A month later was the prom. It was the best night of my life. Afterward, Phillip and I went back to my place, because I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed while my mother was away. We sat on the couch, with the radio on. He held me tightly in his arms.
‘I feel so safe with you, Phillip,’ I told him. ‘Like a tornado could come through right at this moment and I’d be safe because I’m in your arms.’
He turned me to face him. ‘You really feel safe with me?’
‘You sound surprised.’
‘Well, because I’m a jock, everyone thinks I’m a sex fanatic. But I’m not, Sarah. Honest,’ he swore.
‘I believe you, Phillip.’
He pulled me close and hugged me. ‘I love you so much.’
‘I love you, too, Phillip.’
We kissed. He stood up and pulled me up with him. He kissed me while he slowly unzipped the zipper on my dress. He folded the top down and he gently peeled my bra away. He kissed each breast and then kneeled down so that he could kiss my stomach. When the dress slipped off my hips, I felt my panties go with it. I should have stopped him then, but I didn’t.
He stared at me for a moment. ‘Every inch of you is perfect.’
I smiled, nervously. He kneeled down, pulling me down with him. I lay down on my back and he lay down beside me. He brought his hand to my face and lightly caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. With one finger, he traced a line from the valley between my breasts and stopped between my legs. He slipped one finger inside me and I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Moments later, I felt a second finger slip inside me and then another and I could no longer hold back. My cry echoed throughout the house. Suddenly, he pulled his hand away and began to remove his close. With my help, he was as naked as I was in just a few moments. For a moment, there was no movement, just us looking at each other. Then, I began to explore. He allowed my hands to roam anywhere they pleased. I’ve never had this much control over one person. He took my hand and guided me until my hand was wrapped around him. On contact, he cried out and I couldn’t help, but smile. The power I had over him was incredible.
‘Are you sure you want this?’ he asked me, his voice full of desire.
‘I’m sure,’ I said.
Moments later, I felt him against me and then he slowly entered me. A sharp, short pain came and went and pleasure took it’s place, it was impossible to keep my eyes open.
‘Open your eyes, Sarah,’ Phillip said. ‘I want to look into your eyes.’
‘I—I can’t,’ I gasped.
‘Yes, you can. Open your eyes, baby.’
I forced my eyes open and the look that was in his eyes sent a chill up my spine. There was so much passion in his eyes. I had never seen that before. And then he stopped.
‘Why did you stop?’ I asked him.
A grin crossed his lips. ‘Because I came inside you. Can you feel it?’ I nodded. He laughed and hugged me tightly. ‘Oh, Sarah! Where have you been all my life? I love you so much.’
‘I love you, too, Phillip.’
‘Are you all right?’ he asked, looking into my eyes.
I nodded. ‘I’m fine.’
‘Are you sure?’ he asked. I nod
ded. ‘You seem like you’re in shock,’ he said.
‘I am,’ I said and we laughed.
‘No regrets?’ he asked.
‘None.’
Early the next morning, the phone rang. It was my mother. ‘Hi, honey. How was the prom?’ she asked me.
I smiled at Phillip. ‘It was wonderful, Mom.’
‘That’s great, honey. I got to run. I just wanted to see how last night went.’
‘It was perfect, Mom.’
‘Good,’ she said. ‘Hey, I’ll see you on Monday, sweetie. Bye.’
‘Bye. I love you, honey.’
‘I love you, too, Mom.’
‘Bye, honey.’
‘Bye.’
I hung up the phone. Phillip got to his feet and my eyes wondered over his naked body and that unusual warmth settled between my legs. He came to me and pressed his naked body against mine and I felt him grow hard against me. My back was against the wall and he began to kiss me. He kissed my lips, my neck, my breasts, my stomach, and then I felt his tongue between my legs. My fingers tangled in his hair. I know it must’ve hurt him, but he never complained. My knees suddenly went weak and he caught me, gently placing me on the carpet. He began to kiss a path back to my lips. He entered my body at the same time his lips found mine. Moments later, he rolled onto his back and pulled me atop him and guided me until I was riding him. After what seemed like several minutes, he switched our positions again and took us to victory. Afterward, we slept some more and then later we got something to eat. We made love over and over again that day. At one point, something crosses my mind for the first time since last night.
‘Phillip!’ I cried. ‘What if I’m pregnant?’ When he smiled, my eyes widened. ‘Phillip! Why are you smiling?’
‘Relax, Sarah,’ he said. ‘It’s all right.’
‘All right!’ I cried. ‘All right? Phillip, have you gone insane!’
‘No,’ he said. ‘I’ve fallen in love. You see? I’m the last boy in my family. And I want to carry on the family name.’
I stared at him ‘What?’
‘Sarah, I don’t know how much longer I will be here, Sarah,’ he said. ‘I love you so much. I don’t want to leave you without knowing that I left you something to remind you off me.’
‘Phillip, why are you talking like this?’ I demanded.
He remained silent. He refused to say anymore. Weeks later, I discovered that I was pregnant. On the same day, I received a phone call from Phillip’s father. Phillip was out friends. Phillip was killed instantly. I stayed home for the next two days and I cried. I cried for hours at a time. My mother came home one evening and found me sitting on the couch, crying. She held me for a long time.
‘Mom, what am I going to do?’ I sobbed.
‘Oh, honey,’ she said. ‘It’ll take time, but after a while, you’ll be fine.’
‘I’m not talking about that,’ I said.
‘What’s wrong, honey?’ she asked. I hesitated. ‘Sarah?’
‘I’m pregnant, Mom,’ I said, through my tears. ‘I’m pregnant.’
Her eyes widened. She seemed speechless, but then she smiled. ‘I’m going to be a grandmother?’
I nodded. ‘Aren’t you mad?’
‘No,’ she said. ‘Why get mad? The damage is done. The best we can do is…is live with it.’
She went to start dinner. I got up and went out onto the porch, it was dark and the sky was full of stars. I looked at the sky and thought I saw Phillip’s smile in the stars. I rubbed my bulging stomach.
‘I may have lost you, Phillip,’ I said. ‘But God is giving you back to me.’
The next day, Phillip’s father called and said that he had something for me that was from Phillip. My mother drove us over and we sat in the family room and Mr. Taylor brought in an envelope and handed it to me. My name was written on the front of it in Phillip’s handwriting. I looked at my mother and then opened the envelope.
Sarah,
I few weeks ago, I was at home in my bedroom and angel visited me. An angel, Sarah! It sounds crazy and you’re probably thinking so, but she really did visit me. She told me that my life here on earth would soon end and that was when I started thinking that I am the last boy to carry on the Taylor name. I love you, Sarah, and our child will remind you of my love for you. I do have one request. If it is a girl, name her Annie, after my mother. I know my mother would appreciate that, because I know she’d love you as much as I do. Well, I must go now.
Remember me,
Phillip
A tear fell onto the paper and smeared the ink. I looked at my mother. ‘He knew, Mom,’ I said. ‘Phillip knew he was going to die.’ I placed my hand on my stomach. ‘This was no accident,’ I said. ‘Phillip wanted it.’
‘Wanted what?’ Mr. Taylor asked.
I looked at him. ‘I’m pregnant. Phillip is the father.’
He was quiet for a moment and then he smiled. ‘Just yesterday I was thinking I’d never have grandchildren,’ he said. ‘There must be a god.’ He looked toward the ceiling and said, ‘thank you, Son.’
Soon word of my pregnancy spread all over town. This child was going to be the town’s grandchild.
‘What are you going to name it?’ my mother asked me one night.
‘If it’s a boy, I’ll name him Phillip,’ I said and she smiled.
‘And if it’s a girl?’
‘Annie.’
‘Why Annie?’
‘That was Phillip’s request. Annie was his mother’s name.’ We were quiet. ‘Do you really think an angel visited him, Mom?’
‘I believe so,’ she said. ‘Anything is possible.’
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