Sarah Beth~
The beach house was a small, one floor, white house right on the beach. There were two bedrooms, a bathroom that all four of us would have to share, and a combination sitting room kitchen. A door was in the 'sitting kitchen' that let you walk down four steps and step directly onto the sand. Gregory and I were sitting on the sofa, cuddled up and waiting for Vincent to come with Ellie.
"This is going to be so great! And look how pretty it is today!" I gushed, leaning aginst him. This was teh longest I had been with him for one sitting since Summer Holiday had started. I had to take a week off of woork for this trip.
"I know!' He replied, kissing me. "I can't wait fo swim!"
"I'm not swimming, but you can."
"I'll show you how!" He offered, kissing me again. "Or throw you in teh water!"
"No! I don't like water!"
"Yeah, but-"
"No! No! No!"
"Okay, fine then."
"I still love you, though." Thsi time, I kissed him. He kissed back, pressing his lips harder against mine.
Pretty soon, the kissing turned into snoggin. He took his hsirt off, but I barley noticed. When I did, I felt his smooth, bare skin. We continued, and he laid back on the sofa. I was on top of him, rubbing anything I could get my hands on. His were running through my curly hair.
They went down, snad started fiddlling with my pants. I bolted upright, slapping his hands away and then slapping his face. He touched where I had hit, confused.
"Gregory!" I yelled out of shock. He grabbed his hsirt as quickly as he could and sat up.
"What?" He asked, but it showed in his voice he knew what he had done.
"You just tried to-"
"No, I didn't." He nerviously balled his shirt up and tossed it onto the kitchen table.
"Yes, you did! Gregory! We can't-"
"Why can't we?! We've been together for Almost three years! I mean, I love you, and I think we're ready..."
"No! No I'm not ready! Not that... THAT! It's just... No! Gregory! No!"
"Okay, okay..." He slid down on teh couch, his face bright red. "I'm sorry. I just thought-"
"You thought wrong!" I uncomfortibly crossed my arms and went into what was mine and Ellie's room. My bags were already there. I pulledo ut my pink polka-a-dotted swim suit and fluffy, pink towel, then went back through the house.
"I'm going outside." I abrutely snapped. He looked up from his hands, which he had been starring at, looking disapointed. Before he could reply, I was out the door, my bare feet in teh sand. I spread the towel out and spawled out on it, lcosing my eyes and letting the warm sun heat my face. I would surely have new freckles by the time I went back in... That is, if I could face Gregory...
Had Gregory really just... tried to have SEX with me? Just the thought of the scandolous act made me blush. To me it just seemed... akward and yucky. I mean, he PEES out of that thing, and the fact that he handed to put it inside my body? Ew...
I rolled onto my side, trying to slow my heartreat, which had shot up from fear. Merlin, sex was wierd...
And what if I had let it happen? No protection, no anything. I could have gotten pregnate! Everyone would shun me; Mr. Cornelius. Rufus. Auntie...
Auntie. Who cared what stupid, old Auntie thought! She dind't care about what I thought! Although, if I did... make love... (I cringed at the thought again) It would break her heart. She didn't even want Gregory and I together, must less have sexualy (Cringed again) relations.
But I wans't refusing his efforts because of Auntie. I could care less about her rules and concerns... I was refusing because it was wierd and yucky and gross, right? I wasn't really ready for a step like that, even with the love of my life.
