Sunday, August 31, 2008

Snippet: Nancy

Nancy had reddish-blonde hair with natural pink highlights and saucer-like blue eyes that literally sparkled when she smiled. And her smile was stunning; it revealed her perfect white teeth and the precious dimples in both of her cheeks. Her intellect was far superior to most of the boys who were available to her, but she didn't let that bother her. She shopped around, but she made sure she never wore a label like "slut" or "tramp" or "easy."

But she would have worn them well. On our first and only date, she reached for my zipper as we sat in my car after the movie. I was shy and startled and inexperienced. She was aggressive and horny. And she was beautiful. I hadn't been able to keep my eyes off of her since the moment I met her, my first year in high school.

It didn't take long for her to maneauver so she could have easier access and, once she did, she took full advantage. I didn't object. I was in shock. But I was having an experience unlike any I'd had before and I was more than happy to accommodate. It was exceptional, in my mind,that this lovely creature would assertively open my trousers and pull their contents into her beautiful mouth. When I dropped her at her house, I walked her to the door where she kissed me goodnight and nearly devoured my tongue in the process.

My one experience with Nancy was at the tail-end of my senior year. I went away to college within days of our date, beginning my college years in the summer session. Nancy packed up about the same time to join the Navy on the East Coast, where she planned to become a dentist. She had made arrangements to go to officer school and this apparently assured her of dental school, as well. I called her a few times and wrote to her several times, but I finally figured out that her interest in me was purely prurient and I was of no use to her several thousand miles away.

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I'm not new to blogging. I'm not new to much of anything. I'm drifting north of middle age and continue to realize, much to my chagrin, that I put too many things off in my youth. So I'm going to do some of them now.