He turns the truck onto a service road and we pull up to a water tower.We get out of the truck and he pulls a duffle bag from the bed of his truck. He...grabs my hand and guides me towards the base of the water tower. He crouches down and opens the bag; it is a new moon so it is too dark for me to see what is in it. He pulls out a blindfold placed it over my head. “No peeking,” he whispers in my ear. He kisses me long and hard before leaving me standing in the dark. I hear him rustling around in. I would certainly have a discussion with my c***dren, but that's just not how my mom is.Author: One of the things that I like about your personal "first time" story is the fact that you portray yourself as a willing participant, rather than a young, naive schoolgirl who was taken advantage of by a perverted "older" guy. Your account of the experience pointedly mentions how sweet and wonderful and gentle he was with you for the whole wedding reception and beyond. You are also quick to point out. She very specifically told me she wanted both of us at once, and to get behind her. I tried, but it was just in such close contact with another man, I could not get myself excited enough. She was visibly disappointed. She switched positions and asked me to come around to the foot of the bed again. It was then I suggested to Jack that she very much liked it in the ass. It was the one place he had not been, and my wife said nothing as she moved toward me, and he behind her. Again the entry. " She looks from Loryn to me and says, "I got the words mixed up though. The spell never went through. Whatever happened, it wasn't by my magic." She turns around and disappears. I look at Loryn confused. We head back to the car and head to her fathers. As soon as we get there, we hop out and hear an engine revving up in their garage. We open up the garage and her father pulls out with a 1953 Hudson. He turns off the engine and says, "son I want to challenge you to a race. One end of town and.