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Amanda wasn’t in when I got back to my dorm room, and that was convenient. I really needed to buckle down and get some studying and homework done. I hadn’t been behind in my work before, but spending almost all of the weekend with Dave put me right at the point where I could fall behind, and I had a killer midterm coming up tomorrow. I managed to get in two hours of studying, enough to make me feel confident about the exam, when Amanda showed up.
‘Oh, my God, girl, how was your weekend?’ she gushed. ‘Did you really spend it with that geeky guy from the party? I mean, he looked so freaking lame!’
‘Yup, sure did, and looks can be deceiving. His name is Dave, he’s a sophomore, and he’s just plain amazing! I mean, he’s not like any guy I’ve ever met before.’
‘OK, give it up: how is he ‘amazing’?’
‘Well, he’s better looking than you think. I mean, at the party, he was looking all nervous, but once he actually smiles, it’s just a killer smile. Yeah, he really was a virgin, and nervous as all get out, but once I got to actually talking to him, he started to appeal to me. He’s smart, and he seems honest, but most of all, and it took me a while to realize what was so different about him, he treated me with respect.
‘I guess that I wasn’t used to it, especially the way all of the other guys around here treat women. Sure, he wanted to fuck, what guy doesn’t, but I wasn’t just a piece of pussy to him. Even when I was naked, yeah, he checked out my body, but really he kept looking me in the eyes, kept looking at me, and not just my tits.
‘And when he kissed me, oh, man, it was just so wonderful! They were soft kisses, romantic kisses, kisses that left me hungering for more, rather than the ram-his-tongue-down-my-throat kisses we get from other guys.’
‘Holy crap, Marcy, you’re in luuuvvv!’
‘Amanda, I don’t know, I’ve always been so hard-hearted, but I think that you might be right. I mean, I don’t have any other word to describe how I’m feeling, and I’ve sure never felt like this before, not with any other guy.’
‘Well, the big question is, does he know about your past?’
‘Sort of, I guess. I mean, he knows I wasn’t a virgin, but he didn’t ask just how much not a virgin I am, and I sure didn’t volunteer anything. And, oh, damn it all, that’s been bothering me all fucking weekend. Amanda, I’ve screwed so many guys, and never thought anything of it, but when I was with Dave, all I could think about was how my past was going to screw things up. He did have a kind of opening to ask me about my past, but instead of taking it, he just told me that it didn’t matter to him, that all that mattered was that I was with him then.’
‘So, what happens when you two are out and you run into some ex of yours?’
‘That worries me, a lot, but, you know what? I don’t have any exes! Yeah, there are guys I’ve fucked before, but I don’t have any actual ex-boyfriends. As far as I’m concerned, Dave is my first boyfriend, he’s the only one who ever wanted to be my boyfriend.
‘And you’re going to think that this is silly, but the first time we made love, I was thinking about how bad my first time was, and all I wanted to do was make sure Dave’s first time was great. It was so great, for me as well as for Dave, that I was trying to make it my first time in my mind.’
‘Oh, good Lord, Marcy, you really are in love! But what about this Dave? Does he feel about you the same way?’
‘Oh, I don’t know, I think so, but I’m his first, and you know how stupid guys get over their first. I’m sure that he thinks he’s in love, and he does seem awfully mature for his age, but what the Hell does he really know?
‘But it was really kind of weird. We were just putting up some stuff in his kitchen, and all of a sudden I realized that we were dancing around each other the way my parents used to do, at least before they got divorced. And that was one thing that really bothered me: my parents should never have gotten divorced, but my mom screwed around on my dad, kind of a lot, I think, maybe the way I’ve screwed around so much.’
‘So, why’d your mom screw around?’
‘I’m not sure. I mean, I guess that she liked sex a lot, and maybe she was just easy. After all, I’ve been pretty easy myself up until now, and now I’ve got to stay faithful, and I’ve never had to do that before.’
‘Did your dad fuck around, too?’
‘Actually, I don’t know. I mean, I guess he could have, at least after he found out that mom was, but I don’t really know. I do know that he tried to hold things together for a while, but couldn’t.’
‘So, when are you seeing him again?’
‘We’re supposed to go camping, of all things, next weekend, if the weather holds up. Thing is, I just remembered, I’ll be on my period then. And I’ll probably text him tomorrow, after my midterm, and see if he wants to get lunch somewhere.’
‘Good luck, Marcy, ’cause you’re really going to need it.’
‘Amanda, I’ve already had just the most unbelievable luck. What I need now is the ability to not screw it all up!’
Monday morning rolled around, and the alarm woke me up. I’d stayed up pretty late doing homework, and was not ready to get up. Amanda was still in bed as well, but the sad part was looking to my left, and not seeing Dave there. That was nuts: I spent exactly two nights in Dave’s bed, and here I was really, really missing him not being there.
But, a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do, so I dragged myself out of bed, grabbed my shower caddy, robe and a clean towel, and headed down the hall to the whole hall bathroom. The dorm is coed, but each floor is single-sex, so it’s supposed to be all girls in this bathroom, but it’s been more than once I’ve seen guys in there, showering with the girls they slept with that night. That never bothered me before, and I’ve shown off more than a few times for the guys, but just now, I didn’t want to run into any men in the showers. I got lucky: there weren’t any in there this morning.
I really needed to shave. Dave didn’t seem to care that I was getting stubbly this past weekend, but I had to wonder just how much of that was due simply to the novelty of having a girl with him. Maybe it was just easier to ignore the stubble on my legs than it was to say something he might have thought would push me away. After I shampooed and soaped, I shaved my pits and my legs, and then I hesitated: normally, I’d shave my pussy at this point, but somehow, I didn’t want to. I’ve been shaving her bare ever since high school, but all of a sudden I started wondering whether I wanted to change that up. What the heck, I can let it go now, and if I change my mind again, I can take care of it then.
I got down to the dorm cafeteria and grabbed myself some breakfast, just some simple stuff, a bagel, dark toasted with butter, and some peaches. I’ve always been naturally skinny, and stay that way regardless of what I eat, but sometimes I figure that it’s better not to tempt fate. Besides, I wasn’t in the mood for greasy eggs and bacon this morning. I drank my coffee black.
Then my phone went off: I got a text and a selfie from Dave, wishing me luck on my mid-term and saying that he missed me. I texted hum back hugs and kisses. Man, that was just so sappy of me!
My killer mid-term was in my very first class, at 8:00 AM, at least I’d get it out of the way early. Then I had 9:00 and 10:00 classes, and man, were they boring. I couldn’t keep my mind off of Dave. Heck, I’d even daydreamed about him a bit during my mid-term, which, thank God, wasn’t as tough as I had expected it to be.
Dave and I were both business majors, he in Finance while I’m in Marketing, so I thought that there was a chance that I’d see him in the crowd in the Gatton Building, but I never did. I figured that the smarter thing to do would be to text him after I got out of my 10:00 class, and see if he was free for lunch. So, at 10:50, I sent:
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