She developed breasts of great size, while the rest of the girls her age were just starting.I was in heaven! She was embarrassed. I wanted to show the...m off, she wanted to wear baggy sweaters and hide.We dated all through high school. We learned to kiss. (She didn't like it-no French, I loved it, ) I learned what "blue balls" were. I learned to take long showers with lots of soap.We attend all the dances. She liked the fast dances, I liked the slow ones. When she felt my "stiffie" during a slow. I spun you around to face the mirrored wall of the elevator, and glanced up at the lights of the floors going by as we headed to the top floor . . . we only had seconds left before the doors would open again, and someone might get on . . . I grabbed the front of your jeans, and practically ripped off the button getting it undone, and only half unzipped you before I was yanking your pants and g-string down. I looked up to see your eyes in the wall mirror staring at me intensely, and I spit in. Danny raised up from kneeling on the floor and sat beside me. Putting his arm around my shoulders he pulled me close and asked, "Viv, what's the matter?" Putting my hands down, I pulled away from Danny but he kept his hand on my back. I took a deep breath and continued to stare at the floor as I began to explain. "When I lost my virginity, it was nothing like I'd dreamed it would be. I thought it would be all romantic and really great. Instead, what I got was three minutes in the backseat of a. He was average height, about 6’2 with an impeccable ass to boot. He had a perfectly sculpted figure- a real buff man with six pack and perfect pecs- I knew this because I once looked up his public teaching profile and there were many pictures of him and a class excavating in Egypt… with his shirt off. Oh, he was everything a girl could want… but no girl could have the pleasure of having, except his wife-who was constantly out of town on some “business trip”. Come to think of it, I never.