Ada
I stare out of the window at the passing scenery as we drive back. I cannot look at Reese. For the life of me, I cannot get the sheepish grin off my face, and I feel silly about it.
I had my first org*sm, and it was awesome. Even better, this was my first real romantic encounter with a man and it exceeded my expectations.
When Clyde started his nightly visits, I withdrew from everybody and everything that even remotely resembled romance. I kissed a boy or two over the last decade to find out how it feels, and that is it. Clyde never kissed me on my lips.
I had all these opinions about s*x and I could not have been more wrong. What Clyde did was painful and unpleasant. It never aroused me. I was always tense and uncomfortable with him.
But with Reese … oh, dear goddess! I want mor
