As for my first time, well, here it goes. It was a Friday night; the Totems had just won their first away game of the season. Students and staff alike were all screaming and laughing. The after party was a must, but sadly, turned out to be a major let down. Of course being the party girl I am I stayed even after all my friends had left. I recognized no one; I was the only sophomore in the rowdy crowd. I was being pushed and shoved; now and then an overly friendly hand would slip to my ass. I was tired, and a little buzzed so around 11 I decided to go home before I got into any real trouble. Slipping off my heels I started the long walk home. For the beginning of October it was still very warm and despite it being late at night I quickly became too hot for my leather jacket. As I slipped it off and revealed my lace camisole top I heard someone honk a car horn and whistle. I didn't pay attention, but whoever it was continued whistling and it became apparent after a little ways that he was following me. I grew frustrated. I turned around prepared to yell at whoever it was and tell them to stuff it where the sun don't shine when I recognized who it was. "PETE!!" I started running towards my friend’s convertible while he laughed at me. He opened the passenger door for and I jumped in and wrapped him in a hug like I always do when I see him. It was different this time, it was like neither of us wanted to let go. When we pulled away I saw a look of reluctance on his face before he said "Wow...you clean up nice." I saw his eyes travel from my bare throat and stopping for a second on my chest then down further until he again stopped where my skirt ended. I saw him blush, for the first time in all the time I had known him. Driving down the quiet street, blaring his radio, we didn't talk much. Something was wrong; the conversations were forced and strained. We mutually decided without saying a single word that we didn't want to go home yet so we drove around until we got to our favorite spot near the beach. We sat in that parked car for a few minutes but the silence made it seem so much longer. I was about to say something when he stopped me. "You're so beautiful, but..." His voice was but a whisper; I didn't understand what he was trying to say so I thought I had done something wrong. "Pete? What's the matter? Are you o...”? Again he stopped me, this time by firmly placing his lips on mine. His lips were so soft but the power he used was immense. He tried to pull away but I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him back to my mouth. My lips parted and his fingers wound in my hair as our tongues intertwined. Gently sucking, biting, moaning... He pushed me back, forcing me into the back seat. I became shockingly aware of how short my skirt was. "Pete...Pete please..." I placed a hand on his chest as we continued kissing, fumbling with the buttons on his shirt then finally rubbing his toned pecs and abs with my small hand. I heard him breath out deeply. He pulled away long enough to lift my shirt over my head before forcing his tongue into my mouth again. His rough hands found the clasp of my bra and with one quick movement it was thrown into the front seat. He kissed my lips, gently sucked on my lower lip before kissing his way down my neck. He kissed my collarbone, sending a wave of electricity through me. My breath quickened as he kissed down my breasts before taking one into his mouth, flicking and sucking the nipple. The electricity came back, I moaned his name as he massaged and sucked my breasts. I felt his free hand travel down my side and down my leg, bending my knee up. His fingers barely touched my skin as he moved them up my thigh, brushing them slightly across my panty-covered slit.