She kept telling me she wasn't ready to date and I told her I wasn't going to rush her but, I kept the pressure up and finally we began to study at he... apt. She started by hugging me when I left and eventually I managed to kiss her during one of our hugs. It wasn't long till we would take study breaks on her couch kissing and me running my hands all over her. We were both dressed during these sessions but, I was managing to work my hands up under her clothes a little more each time. She always. Our little tube riding trip would take us the rest of the morning, and some of the afternoon.We were all experienced swimmers, and ranged in age between fourteen and seventeen. Karen was the lone seventeen year old, and Judy, her sister, was the youngest in our choir group that day.We had no more than just left Marshal Summit before Lisa started in complaining about how uncomfortable it was having to share a tube with me. Even as big as that truck tube was, she was right about it not being the. All of a sudden I was in her arms, kissing her, sliding my tongue around hers in a warm, wet embrace. She moved to my cheek, quick kisses sliding down until she settled on my neck. I rolled my head back happily as she kissed away. “Finally,” I wanted to breathe, but no words came out.After that burst of passion, we sat on the couch and talked for what seemed like forever, about everything, our lives, how we figured ours homosexuality out, when the conversation suddenly stopped.She eyed me. It’s just that we met over the phone first, when she answered the call for her job, and it was ... what the French call ‘coup de foudre.’ That sort of love,” I explained to her.“The thunderclap. You talked to her, never even saw her face, and you were smitten. Wow ... that’s just not like you, Armie! You’re normally so cynical. I love it! My hard-nose, jaded son, falling in love over the phone with a complete stranger! I’m so happy for both of you! Forget everything that I ever said about.