So, this girl Ruby and I had been dating for about 18 months by the time this story takes place. She came from a religious, happy-clappy church-going family and was just as inexperienced as I was. We’d messed around a bit before, feeling each other up under clothes and that kinda stuff. She’d even stayed over at my place a few times before.
A bit about us: I was/am a 6ft 4in guy with a skinny frame and dark brown hair, and she was the same except only 5ft 10in. We were both kinda nerdy, could talk way into the night about horror movies or sci-fi or whatever.
Anyway, 18 months had passed before one day, while visiting my family, she whispered in my ear the words every guy wants to hear.
“I want to do *it* with you,” she said with a blush. Needless to say, I (and she, to be fair) was pretty ecstatic at the idea of us losing virginities to each other.
Cue a few weekends later, when we arranged our time. We were going to her best friend Angelica’s birthday dinner on the friday evening, along with her boyfriend at the time, and her friend-with-the-car Steven. Ruby would stay over with Angelica that evening, movie night or something, then come over to mine Saturday afternoon to sleep over.