The Virgin ---------- Written by Jessica Lovecraft When I met Chuck he was just 18 but I was entranced by his mediteranean good looks. His sparkling eyes were the color of the sea. He had short locks of brown hair and his warm smile made me feel at easy right away, but what I liked most was his youthfulness. He was but an innocent child and I the femme fatale quickly approaching 30. It was then I knew that we were meant to be together. He seemed so shy, and careful, as to not displease me, that I figured I should make the first move—h He had told me he had a waterbed, what perfect opportunity. I asked him to take me to his room so that I could check it out. He was very obliging. When we got to his bedroom, I had pretty much decided how I'd like the evening to be spent. I sat on the water bed and let myself get carry away, and asked him to join me. When I sensed his body next to mine I bent over and stole a kiss. He responded with passion. I could feel the desire rising in him. I unbuttoned his shirt taking all my time, starting at the top and progressing downwards, softly caressing his chest, kissing his olive skin, all my senses open to receive him. I finally took his shirt off, and unzipped his tight jeans. I peeled them off with some difficulty, for the bulge that his undies barely contained distracted me. I could feel my juices running. I touched him all around, building more anticipation. Once I could no longer stand it, I decided to stop exploring for a moment and began undressing. I took each article of clothing off casually, carefully placing it on a nearby chair. He was all eyes, just like a child in a candy store, yet I could sense he was too timid to touch. I sat next to him and whispered for him to explore my body. His caresses were careful, gentle, yet I felt all the curiosity and passion rising inside him. He kissed, touched, licked every part of me in detail with fervor. When he stopped I knew what he wanted. I aked him to lie down and sat on top of him. The waves of the waterbed carried us with it's rolling motion. I gave it all I had, until we both moaned with extacy and delight. I was happy and by the look on his face I could tell he was too. I bent over and kissed him. He held me and we began to kiss passionately expressing our feelings with our tongues He rolled us over and began making love to me. He wanted to show me what he could do. I was grateful and we changed postitions many a time enjoying every second of our intimacy together. We made love several more times that night and he satisfied me like I knew he could. Jessica Lovecraft