I opened the door and behind the wheel was an older Black man, well dressed with grey hair. He was smiling, but his smile quickly faded as I jumped in... He introduced himself as Carl. As we drove, he said that at first he thought I was a girl, and he was hoping for some action. We laughed about it, and he told me that if I wore the right clothes, and maybe a little makeup, I could probably pass for a girl…and that thinking about it was making him hard. That seemed weird to me…and yet I was. Amber’s was the most important day either of us had ever had. Mom was taking her to get the pill; that meant that very, very soon, we would be making love for the first time. To say that I was excited at the prospect of both taking her virginity and losing mine would be an understatement, like saying that the sun was a little hot or the ocean was a tiny bit wet.I spent the morning and a part of the afternoon getting all my chores done and stuffing myself with a massive lunch while snacking on. Of course, that isn’t the case for everyone. But it is distinctly possible that your significant other has shaped your destiny, and had you ended up with someone else, you may be a completely different person right now. A different person, with a different job, in a different location. These thoughts swirled throughout my head as I rolled the device in my hand. Granted, a good amount of the girls I had gone back to see were never going to be long term partners. I don’t know that for a fact, but. . it got pretty damn good. She eventually pulled her head away; like me, she was no longer breathing normally. “Mind if we take a break? I know it’s a very simple supper, but much more of that and we won’t be eating it at all. Sit with me and talk while I finish off.”I picked up our wine glasses and handed hers over. She showed her white teeth over the rim of the glass as she sipped. “Honey, I hope we’ll be doing a lot more of that kissing stuff. I haven’t done a whole bunch of that, and I.