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My First Time

Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: ChuckEPoo, Rating: 35, Source: LushStories

week.” “Yeah, and...?” “She just wanted to be seen with me to make Spanky jealous. I guess it worked." "Hahaha. You're such a sap with women. They play you like a fiddle. Talking about women, did you ever call Chrissy?" he asked, throwing my bag in the trunk. "I wanted to, but I didn't want to seem too pushy. Call to soon and they think you’re desperate. Call too late, and they think you’re not interested. How about you? Did you call Jan?" I asked, slamming my trunk closed twice to get the latch to catch. After I got in, and Tom crawled through the passenger window, I turned the key and the engine sputtered to life. "Yeah, I called her the same day we met them. We're going out Friday after the game. You oughta ask Chrissy to double with us. And... When in the hell are you gonna fix this muffler?" "When I win the fucking lottery, or... I at least find a job." ~oOo~ That night, I was sitting in my room, procrastinating about doing my physics homework, and staring at Chrissy's number. I tapped my pencil nervously on my desk as I was mustering up the courage to call. I have never had to ask permission to date anyone before. What do I say? After at least an hour, I picked up the phone and punched in her number. I was half hoping no one would answer. One ring. Two rings. Three rings. My hands were sweating. "Hello, Copland residence," a pleasant woman's voice answered. "Hi... Is.. Is Chrissy there?" "Christina is in her room. Can you wait while I get her? Who may I say is ... calling?" "Yes, Ma’am, I will wait. I'm Billy Gray," I replied, respectfully. "Are you the young man she met at the beach, whom we heard so much about?" "I think so, Ma’am." “Hold on. I'll get her." "Thank you, Ma’am." "Don't call me Ma’am. Mrs. Copland will suffice." After a short pause, I heard the phone rustling, and then Chrissy's excited voice, "Billy! I thought you would never call!" "Hi, Chrissy. I'm sorry I didn't call sooner. I really wanted to." "What stopped you?" "Well, I could make up some lame excuse about being too busy, but I won't lie to you. The truth is that I was kinda scared." "Hahaha, scared? Of little ol’ me?" "No! Of course not! I was a little apprehensive of... your dad." "Awwww." "Chrissy, I called to ask if you would like to see me play in our home-coming game Friday night. Tom and Jan are going out afterwards, getting a bite to eat and going to the drive-in. Would you like to come?" "I told you that my dad doesn't want me to date until the end of this month, when I turn seventeen." "Actually, this is you just going to the game with friends, and seeing a flick afterwards, it's not a real date.” "You know I want to go… Wait a sec. I'll ask mom." I could hear voices in the background, and then, "Billy?" "Yes, Ma’am…I... I mean, Mrs. Copland." "Chrissy says that you want to take her out. Did she inform you of our rules?" "Yes, Mrs. Copland, she did, but this isn't actually a date date. It's her going to see me play in my homecoming game, and then getting some ...