“He’d just finished eating a spaghetti dinner with his parents and his stomach was full, although he had not been able to eat much. He’d been too preoccupied to have an appetite. All he could think about was, of course, Andrea. He had finally lost his virginity that afternoon. “I hope you don’t mind if I ask this,” Andrea had said after the first time, “but was this, um ... was it your ... first time?” Jason had been unable to lie. He never wanted to lie to her. He’d nodded. “It was that obvious...? I-I’m sorry if I wasn’t any good, I’ll—” “No, and stop that—berating yourself like that, it’s not good.” “Yes, ma’am.” Her face had opened up into a big smile and she’d said, “I’m so glad I was your first, Jason. You never forget your first. Decades from now, when you’re an old man, one of the memories that will comfort you the most will be of your first time with me.” “Oh, I’ll never forget you,” he’d whispered. “I wouldn’t forget you if you were my hundredth, or my thousandth—although by then I suppose I’d be pretty, um, tired.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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