The green depths there muddled my thoughts, and I moved my mouth without speaking, like a fish hauled out of water.Finally, I found some words. "I… ...'m just hanging," I said.OMG! How lame that sounded!"I mean, I was shopping, but there's nothing I…"My voice faded away like an unopened letter, as I fell into an emerald world that threatened to drown me where I stood on shaky legs. When you spoke again, it was in a whisper."Would you like to come with me?"Slowly, very methodically, you winked at. ..you have an intensity.....I couldn't miss it" There were a lot of guys....maybe they were...."And she interrupted me, "No....you...were...staring...at...me."And I looked down from her eyes at the bar. I knew I couldn't deny it. "I'm sorry....you're quite attractive. I shouldn't have done that. I apologize. Can I make it up to you? What do you want? Can I buy you a drink?"And she replied, "Sure...buy me a beer...I like Heineken."And so I called over the bartender and bought her that beer.. The very thought of that made me shudder in total mortification.At that time in my life, when I was almost 18, I could boast of having been given it good and hard in the back seat of my stupid boyfriend's car. It was a strange place to lose your cherry, but less strange than taking it bent over the principal's desk in a bid for "extra credit".Those were my only two experiences with actual cocks taking up residence inside my almost brand-new pussy, but I had already become a fairly accomplished. My name is Austin." He said, smiling at her."Nice to meet you, I'm Isabella." She replied.Isabella let Austin into her house. She planned on drawing him.He asked, "Okay if take my shirt off?"She said, "By all means."She watched as Austin began unbuttoning his shirt. Once the shirt off, Isabella was just amazed by his body. He had lean, but-not-too-muscular arms, six-pack stomach, and medium-sized hands."How about you stand by that window over there?" Isabella suggested, pointing to the sunlit.