I'd like to say it was because I was worried about catching a disease but I didn't even think about that. I figured my friends were all clean and that...wouldn't be a problem. The reason for the condom was two-fold. For one thing, I didn't want to get pregnant. The other was that I didn't want the mess to clean up each time I had sex. I know that sounds immature for a girl of eighteen but it's the truth.I was afraid of getting pregnant. I wasn't thinking about Bill coming so soon and when I felt. Sam, who typically wore more clothes that style agreed."Oh I really like that. Do they have our sizes?" She asked Kate. They both looked through the rack and found their sizes. They browsed a few other articles but only held onto the dresses. They said they wanted to try them on. So we made our way to the back of the store where the change rooms were located. There was a small line. The mall was busy due to the fact it was Saturday on a long weekend. The line progressed. "Just the one?" The. Oh, damn.Now, how should I tell)Me- you had come to my place recently mam,(she understood that I might have got her number from mom`s phone)Tamanaha- Heyy, naughty boy, it’s not good to steal number and chat.Me- are you judging me?Tam- I actually don’t know.But I will be lying if I said yes.Me- I like that answer.( I rewarded her for not judging me, she was not that easy to get, I had to do much more)Tam- k.Me- whatever interaction I have with a chick, is just between us.( I’m planting a seed. I had as a young girl seen my brother naked, and had listened through our thin walls at home, as he discovered the joys of self relief, and as we grew up, became relaxed enough for him to look at me as I developed.We were a young man and woman on a voyage of discovery and what we reflected in each other was a trial for the wider world, how others would perceive us, so if my brother showed signs of excitement as he looked at me, I warmed with the knowledge others would too, and so our sexual.