1. The Next Door Neighbour


    Date: 8/9/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: Just_A_Guy_You_Know, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    my virginity still hanging around my neck like an albatross. In part, I think girls just weren't as interested in indie rock or literature as they were in drinking beer and riding skidoos (or jet-skis in the summer). The other part was that I was afraid of them. I could approach them, say hi, maybe, but from there I had no idea what to do with a girl. At that age, it didn't occur to me that I could just have a regular conversation with them. Instead, I was always wondering how to convince them to sleep with me. I wasn't sure what 'game' was supposed to sound like, but I knew I had none. Being unable to mentally solve this mystery, I shied away from women so that I could avoid looking like some kind of weird perverted creep and being rejected - or worse, having it discovered that I was still a virgin at twenty-one and had no idea what I was doing. My parents were so much my opposite, that if it wasn't for the physical resemblance, I might suspect I'd been adopted. They were outgoing, friendly, conservative in their views, drank a lot, and generally fit right into town life. My father had recently retired from the Ministry of Natural Resources and Forestry. My mother was a secretary for a legal firm that specialized in real-estate. They played softball in the summer, curled in the winter, and participated in euchre tournaments year-round; none of which seemed even remotely enjoyable to me. They said it wasn't good for me to shut myself up in my bedroom all the time. They ...
    were constantly encouraging me to get out more, and try to meet someone - as if it were that easy. My cousins were moving out of their parents' homes, getting engaged, starting real careers and families. The oldest had just had her first child. It all just made me feel more and more like I was failing at the game of life. In pictures from this time, I'm rarely smiling. I smile more these days. It was August. According to the papers, it was the hottest month on record, with temperatures climbing above thirty degrees Celsius every day for the past week and a half. I'd just gotten off work, and was driving home when all the traffic lights winked out. The windows of the shops along the main street had gone dark as well. The power was out. We'd later learn that the blackout had affected a large part of Ontario and Quebec as well as much of the Northeastern US in one of the biggest power failures in North American history. As I pulled into my driveway, I saw neighbours coming out of their houses to sit on front porches and stoops. My own parents were out in their lawn chairs, with beers in hand. They'd decided to try home-brewing in the Spring. The results were only slightly better than undrinkable, but they had cases of the stuff, and weren't willing to let it go to waste. "Hey there, Justin," my father called, as I got out of the car. "Why don't you go in and get yourself a beer while they're still cold?" "Thanks dad," I said. Without power, I wouldn't be able to get online, so I ...
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