He was all alone except for her. She sat quietly on the sofa waiting for him to make the first move. He gently sat down next to her. Sweat was rolling down his neck. He felt a little shaky because of the expectation. He licked his dry lips and softly brushed her hair with one finger. Slowly his finger moved down to her top blouse button. She made no move to stop him.
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First Time
Short StoryAnxiety riddled teen doing something he's long dreamed of doing for the first time.
