So noble was he that he had to stop her quite roughly to save his virginity, a gift he’d rather give to me. From then on, he wanted to see only me. ...fter three years with Woody going into the summer of ’69, we were old enough to enjoy any behavior. I had turned eighteen in June and Woody would turn twenty-one early in the fall. We could (and did) begin to explore our passions further but it was still his goal to wait another year for me to graduate before we consummated our relationship. * * *. He had decided not to study further and had a job as a trainee store manager for a large chain. They had the flat above one of the stores and he earned enough money to allow Sue to be a lady of leisure. The only drawback was that one room of the flat was used as an office for his area manager Donald. I spent most of the day sketching and measuring lumps and bumps in a couple of fields an hour’s drive from Alan and Sue's place. The sun was warm and the air smelt sweet with the fresh green. I was paying more attention to her body than to the ball. I let her win a few sets but we both knew that I was the better of the two. After we finished the last game we were going to play for the day, she told me she had a great idea. She said that she knew of a single court up in a wooded area that not many people knew about. She asked me if I would drive us up there so we could have some more fun. I found out later what she meant by that. We hopped into my car and she started giving me. As soon as she nodded though, she received a hard smack to the side of her face. This was not like the tap some girls receive during rough sex. Her vision went white and she nearly fell over from the force; she was only held up by the other bouncer. Her face started to swell and a hand print appeared immediately.She whimpered in pain for a moment before bursting out into tears. "God, shut her up," the other bouncer groaned."Clive, you still got that rope in your bag?" the first bouncer.