He had light blue eyes and near flawless skin with no sign of imperfection. He looked like one of those skinny looking skater boys that you see hangi...g around the park practicing their moves. I invited him in and we both sat in my living room and talked about general stuff, he told me he had never been with a man before and wanted to try it. After a while I took him to my room, we stood at the end of the bed and I started to take his shirt off. He was a little hesitant and nerves at the. .. bitch", He laughs at her. It's not that type of story.She cries out at the shock of the pain, stunned by the blow, she realizes that she's lying on the floor. He must have struck her pretty hard. She reaches a hand to her lip and wipes away a trail of blood that trickled down her chin. The familiar metallic taste of blood lingers in her mouth and she moans painfully at the throbbing in her jaw. She pushes her arms against the floor and sits herself up, still dazed.He stands over her. The gun. .. thank you. I've never shot a Glock but I assume you pull here, push here, lift that and there it is. Floating barrel ... I don't like that. You reload fired rounds?" That got a nod. "It must be hell resizing the cases." I'm impressed. Can you shoot?" the range officer asked."I'm not fast but I generally hit what I'm aiming at. My experience is running coyotes. Mom used to give me a 1911 with one mag. I generally brought back one hide per round. But I have been known to miss." She rubbed her. ‘How did you know?’ I wondered if someone had told her because my sexuality is no secret among the group. She shrugged, ‘I could smell it.’ We talked more about her part in the play I was to write and about the other roles around her. She was light, funny, entertaining and clearly intelligent. ‘I kissed you because I wanted to and I wanted to know if you wanted to. You did, didn’t you.’ ‘Yes.’ She smiled. ‘Well, it certainly felt like it. Are you the sort of girl who says “never on a first.