He didn't want to be eager but he decided to start walking there just now. His mum called the usual stuff to him, "have a nice time", "don't be in too...late" as well as everything else.James arrived at Ellie's house at around 10 to 8 and didn't want to look over eager but couldn't wait any longer so he walked up and ringed her doorbell. A women around the age of about 45 answered the door with a smile on her face and with a warm voice said "oh you must be James, Ellie is just in her room. Just. Our first time together played across my memory like a big screen extravaganza. I could literally taste her fragrance, and feel the thickness of her persona fluid. I wanted to be with her so badly, but couldn't think of any way to make it happen without getting and causing hurt, so I dropped it. Colleen was the most prominent person that lived in my rear view mirror.She lived, but in my past.Jim, Millie, Rebecca, Beth Ann, Jennifer, Regina, Desdemona, Winnie, and all the others who taught me. Email kept us in touch. She got into the habit of signing off "Nothing has changed," and I learned to interpret that as "I love you."Girls were more interested in me that year too, particularly Sophomore and Junior girls. The irony of that was that they all seemed immature and I perceived them more as little sisters than girls. It was bizarre. I saw my real sister as a woman, and other women as my little sisters. I'm sure a psychologist would have been able to explain it, but I never went to. She rang the receptionists requesting another night. Rang the estate agent in the town of her choice, managed to stand up in the shower and then crawl into bed. It was well after five in the evening when she woke, shocked that the entire day had gone and she only remembered a very small part of it. This time she enjoyed the shower, at least she was awake so by time she arrived at the RSL club for her evening meal she was again the radiant beauty.Attractive, sitting alone and definitely braless.