The date went even better than you had hoped. Carrie had put in an effort to look her best. You thought she was absolutely gorgeous in a white lace top and a blue skirt. She actually took your hand and walked you into McDonald’s. You actually felt a bit embarrassed that you were not taking her anywhere nicer, but McDonald’s had been her choice as had the movie.
She accepted your payment for the meal which did not exactly break the bank.
When you went into the cinema and went to join the queue. She stopped and from her handbag produced two pre-paid tickets. Then with a smile of her face said “You paid for dinner. This is my shout” She did allow you to line up to buy some snacks.
During the showing, where you made sure to sit on her left, she reached across and took your hand. After 5 minutes you felt her move your hand to her thigh. You had turned 18 a month ago and were still a virgin. Carrie was 17 and you guessed, equally inexperienced. You were not sure what she wanted you to do? Did she want you to touch her in her private place? You certainly wanted to. If she touched you in your private place she would certainly discover that you were excited.
But it seemed not. She resisted when you tried to push your hand further across. It seemed placing your hand on her skirt above her knee was as far as you were going to get tonight. No worries. This was as far as you had ever got.
When the movie finished she continued to hold her hand and you walked to a nearby ice-cream parlour where she accepted your offer of a cone. She had caught a bus into town while you had the old Toyota you sister had sold to you cheaply. You offered to drive her home and she accepted.
You arrived outside her place at 9.50. Pleased that she was not going to be late and earn you the ire of her parents. She refused your offer to walk her to the door but instead said “Maybe next time” hinting that she might be consenting of another invitation. With that she leaned across and gave you a brief kiss on the lips before quickly exiting the car.
That was it. You stayed there and watched her walk up her driveway. She waved you off when she reached the door.
You drove home feeling warm. The feeling of Carries kiss lingered. The date had gone even better than you had hoped.
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Your mother had gone to bed but your sister was still up and on the microscope when you got home. You asked her “Anything?”
“This should be my last slide. I’m tired. It will take me a while to compile the numbers. If you don’t mind I’ll leave the analysis until the morning”
“Sure. No hints though as to which side is winning?”
“You really don’t want to know”
You took the hint and took yourself to bed.