I’d wanted to lose my virginity at fifteen or sixteen, but I hadn’t succeeded. Why? Because I was sure I was going to be shot down by the girls. I...wondered if it had become a self-fulfilling prophecy — I was sure they wouldn’t want to be with me so I’d behaved in ways that made them not want to be with me. As I mused over the change that had occurred after I’d been with Jocelyn, it really did come down to one thing — self-confidence. I KNEW at least one girl found me attractive and interesting. The thought of doing it with her excited him more than he thought it would. Maybe it was because she implied it was ‘dirty’ and beneath her dignity but he wanted to try all the same. Feeling her velvet skin against his, he lay on top of her. The scent from her hair excited him further in its wild earthliness. His insertion and their connection took their breath away for different reasons. He was into her the whole way when she gasped, shaking her head as she called a halt to their coupling. He. I closed my eyes and imagined my fantasy man's hands on me. Right then and there I made a decision: I was going to fuck him. Tonight was the night that my fantasy about him would become a reality.I went up to the bar and ordered another drink -- I'd need a good dose of liquid courage in order to approach him. I took a few deep sips of my vodka & cranberry and then I got an idea. I would write him a note. A note would allow me to deliver a message to him without actually having to say anything.. No they’re not.Rounder. Hey, look. She’s wearing pink panties.Not for long, I reckon.Aaaaah, he’s rubbing her pussy through her panties.Yeah! She likes that. Look how wide she’s opening her legs!Ummmmm, I’ll bet it feels great.What colour panties are you wearing?Blue.Let me see them?Noooo! Omg! Mel’s undoing his jeans!She’s gonna get his cock out for sure!Look! He’s pulling her panties down! Wow! See her pussy? She has lots of hairs. Do you?And her skirt. Do you have many hairs yet?No, not.