That wasn’t the attention-grabber, however. What actually caught the crowd’s eye was the fact that the twirling cane remained elevated about three...feet above Quincy’s head without coming back down. There was scattered applause as the cane continued to spin in mid-air, seemingly held in place by levitation. The drum roll continued, however, raising the suspense even further. Then, with the crowd’s anticipation peaked, Quincy glanced over his shoulder at Janey, still locked in place with her arms. With every thrust she felt happiness return to her body. It was as though she was a young 18 year old girl over again. Izzy looked into her eyes and saw a gleam of hope return. She looked like the girl he left behind all those years ago.Izzy began to speed up and with every thrust he lost a piece of himself. All those years pounding keys on his computer, all those years studying they were all a waste. This was all that mattered. The power of sex flowed through him like blood. He smiled widely. I took out my bike taken all the necessary things in a bag. Then left to the mall for the meetup.After 45 mins of the ride, I reached the mall. I took out my phone and messaged her on skypeMe: I have reached the mall. When will you be arriving?I didn’t get an immediate reply. She had not given me her number also. I had taken a complete risk.I waited for 5 mins for her reply.It had not come yet.10 mins.. 20 .. And then after 25 mins when I thought leave she surely is not going to come, she isn’t. I was not a loaner. I had lots of friends; it's just at fifteen, none were female. Things would change in a big way but it took time and patience. Eventually, raging testosterone levels and a typical teenager's libido conspired to overwhelm all obstacles. This is to say, it was a long journey before my fantasies caught up with reality entailing many events along the way. I didn't get interested in girls until late in junior high school. Before that it was only about sports, mostly baseball,.