Coitus Interruptus
I met Cheryl at a football game last fall. She was a junior, seventeen, I was a sophomore, sixteen. We had each just had our birthdays and I really never expected Cheryl to agree to go out with me but she was so pretty, I just didn't care, I asked her. So, we had been dating several months, paying particular attention to her parent's restrictions on how often she could date and how late she could stay out. It wasn't so much that her parents were extremely strict, it was because they came...