With four girls in the room, Charlotte’s tiny dorm room is packed. While her roommate Meghan is lying on her bed, Elle is giggling over something Conor’s girlfriend just said, sitting on the floor, crossing her long legs.
With her glossy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, Elle was a little bit too pretty to look at. Charlotte even felt a bit intimidated because of the way Elle carried herself. Always graceful, always a perfect posture - truly an ethereal beauty.
She imagined her with Shawn and how perfect they would look next to each other. Both tall and gorgeous, dazzling smiles and pretty eyes. A dream couple. They probably would look like one of those young Hollywood couples rather than college students.
The girls had agreed to meet up before the party to get ready and pre drink and Charlotte shifted around on her bed, as the conversation turned to the usual topic when the girls got together. And alcohol was involved.
“I never swallow,” Meghan states matter-of-factly and Elle nods in agreement.
“Cum is so yucky. It makes me want to throw up,” she replies, scrunching her perfect nose a little.
“I think it depends on the guy’s diet,” Liz, Conor’s girlfriend, chimes in casually, before typing away on her phone.
Charlotte feels uncomfortable. And stupid.
She feels like the Blessed Virgin Mary.
She had never seen a dick, let alone had one in her mouth.
Nervously nibbling on the side of her thumb, she listens to her friend’s expert conversation, hoping they would change topics soon.
“Okay yeah that might be true,” Meghan replies. “I once dated this guy whose diet consisted of beer and steak and his cum was disgusting! I swear, I wanted to throw up on his lap.”
Liz laughs. “Yeah… see?”
“Speaking of blowjobs,” she nudges Charlotte’s arm, grinning at her. “How are things going with Nate?”
Charlotte blushes, chewing on her bottom lip. “Good, I guess… He’s going to pick me up tonight. We’re going to the party together.”
“Oh,” Liz raises her eyebrows, smirking at Charlotte. “I have a good feeling about tonight! Who knows… our little innocent Charlie might not be that innocent anymore after this night.”
Elle places a hand on Charlie’s forearm in a comforting way, sensing how uncomfortable she was. “Hun, don’t stress over it. Don’t force it. I wish I had waited some more before losing my virginity. Looking back at it, it was kinda forced and I didn’t enjoy it at all. So, take your time.”
“Mhm,” Charlotte nods slowly, looking down at her feet.
It was not that Charlotte didn’t date in high school. But while everyone seemed to get laid, it just didn’t happen for her. She didn’t mind at first but now with everyone starting to get so experienced she felt like she was missing out.
It was like everyone was sharing a huge secret she didn’t know about. But she was determined to find out what the fuss was about. It just had to happen this semester. She was very sure of that.
