It’s Christmas Eve and I just got a text from my boyfriend. He just got off of work and is coming see me-I feel so elated!
The minutes crawl by, but as I am looking through the dining room window, I see the headlights of his old Toyota pulling onto my parents’ driveway.
So happy to see him, I come walking out the door and we embrace under the glow of a streetlamp.
I place my hands under his shirt and rub his chest as I tell him, “Let’s go to your place.”
“Very well, baby,” He replies.
We walk to his car and he opens the passenger door for me. He’s so sweet to do that.
I step in and he enters on the driver’s side and starts the car.
Quickly we leave and head to his house.
The traffic is awful tonight, but finally, we are in his neighborhood and now on his street.
He parks the car against the curb, gets out then opens the door for me and escorts me inside.
I sit on the sofa and he goes to his refrigerator and gets us each a pint bottle of Borden Egg Nog. He opens one and hands me the other.
“I’m already so fat. I probably shouldn’t drink this,” I tell him with hesitation.
“I think you are beautiful just as you are, baby, but I’d love you and revere you no matter how thin or heavy you are.” My heart melts when he tells me that. I want him forever because he feels that way.
So I tell him, “I know I found someone good because you want me even though I’m so big. I love you so much for that!”
“I love you just as much, I think you are beautiful and I’m so glad to have you in my life!”
I then embrace him and we begin to drink our egg nog.
My boyfriend puts the TV on and we watch the news.
The reporter talks about several murders that took place today in our city.
“What a waste! I don’t see why people desire to take each others’ lives,” My boyfriend says with disgust.
The reporter then tells of the whole world about to be at war.
We both shudder.
“Why don’t we turn this miserable thing off and focus on each other?” I tell him.
“Very well, baby,” He tells me, turns the TV off, then asks “What would you like to do?”
I guess it’s time to be truly honest with him about what I want to do.
Here goes: “Well there is one thing I would love to do, but I think it’s illegal.”
“What is that?” He asks.
“Be intimate with you.” There I said it. I could not picture anyone better to lose my virginity to because he is so sweet to me.
He gently holds my hands and says, “Yes. I want to be intimate with you as well, I really do. I love you with all my heart and would do anything for you. I’m just afraid of how your parents would react.” Oh my, he feels the same way! How I wish I was legal, now more than ever!
Softly and soberly, I tell him, “I promise I won’t tell anyone. It would kill me to know that I’d be the reason you go to jail, so I’ll keep it between you and me.”
He’s very leery now, just like when we met. “Your parents could still figure it out, though. Especially when they find out how much time we spend together alone,” He tells me.
Let me see if I can comfort him somehow because I want his body so much. “I know, but I don’t think my dad would be that angry, even if he found out. Once he sees how you treat me like a princess, he’ll want me to keep you. He hates seeing me constantly rejected and lonely all the time.”
“I wish I could completely believe that. Maybe I’m just being a little paranoid, but the last thing I need is a criminal record.”
I know these laws are to protect me, but they could not protect me from myself if I would have ended my life last Thanksgiving. I very well could have done just that if he rejected me. But he didn’t reject me, he loves me more than I ever dared dream. All these laws do is prevent him from loving me more.
I’ll tell him about that, just like this, “But just thinking of how you love me for who I am when I was turned down and mocked by so many others, makes me desire you so badly right now, though.”
“I promise, as soon as you turn eighteen, I will make love to you.”
“But that’s not for another six weeks. A lot could happen between now and then. You could be drafted off to war. Our city could be bombed. One of us could be murdered. We are not guaranteed tomorrow, so let’s make tonight worth it. Be mine and seal our relationship forever.”
He’s opening up now, “You’re right. Being drafted scares me to death. I’m a lover, not a fighter. But I’m not really a lover either though.”
“Wow, you’re a twenty-two-year-old virgin? I can’t believe you’ve never been with anyone else because you’re so cute!” To tell the truth, I want him that much more now!
“That’s right. No one ever put up with me like you do, and none of them were ever worth it either.”
“Am I worth it?”
“You are indeed worth it and more.”
“Then will you be intimate with me?”
“Yes. You made me realize that I need to love you as much as possible because there is no guarantee of the time we have left together. We will share the experience of fully knowing each other and only each other and no one will be able to take that from us, no matter what they do. No war, no criminal, no distance, no government nor anyone or anything else will be able to take what we have away from us. I will be your one and only, both now and forever, no matter what!”
“Oh, I love you so much!” I tell him with passion as I kiss him over and over again.
“I love you too, baby. I hope to give you nothing but bliss tonight.”
“You already are!” I tell him with tears of joy in my eyes.
Hand in hand we walk to his bedroom and become intimately known to each other.
This moment is so special for both of us.
After we are both exhausted we peacefully fall asleep in each other’s arms.
In the morning we wake and he makes me breakfast.