How I [M] Ended Up with Handprints [F] All Over The Inside of My Ford Festiva

I’m a long time lurker/reader and finally decided to share a story I thought worthy of some of the others that have been so entertaining in this sub.

So this was a few years back. **Caution, long**

I had had this crush on this girl since high school (let’s call her Abigail). We both weren’t too far out of high school although I was a few years ahead of her in age. At the time we weren’t technically dating but I’ll be damned if I didn’t want her with everything in my being. I would’ve done anything for her and it was all I could do to not be so gaga over her that I scared her away. I had to play it cool and try to make her “want” me.

We did date later on for a few months but at this time we were just “friends”. Suffice it to say though were both young, naive and virgins (at least I think she was) to many things of the sexual world. Also, in this time of my life I was probably the stereotypical chivilristic-type; a classic gentleman, albeit again, young, naive and someone who never got in trouble.