Frank quickly unlocks the door and we stumble inside. He makes creamy hot chocolates for us and hands me a gift wrapped in italic red paper. I blush bubble gum pink "Frank you didn't need..."I mumble before he interrupters me "but I wanted to". I carefully unwrap the gift it's a scrapbook as I look inside a tear comes to my eye as I flick through pages of Franks quirky illustrations (he's an amazing artist) and pictures of us together from his Polaroid and from an old camera he got which is why at he school he spends half the time developing pictures in the dark room. There is also various things stuck in from when we went on dates: cinema tickets,a beautiful pressed red flower which was the same kind of flower he picked for on our first date,a mars bar chocolate wrapper from when we meant to go to an expensive restaurant but instead we decided just have half a mars bar each and chat on the common and talk about our fluttery dreams instead, a sticker which says vote labour which we got when we went on a political march although labour is in government now and a piece of dark navy ribbon that he tided in my hair.
"Frank, all this has proven I'm ready" Frank looks at me bewildered and I don't blame him I had always said I wanted to wait till I was an adult but in this moment I feel impulsive and so in love I want to do it before its too late. "Do you want to" I ask so he knows I'm being completely serious as as I ask it I look dead into his magical eyes. He nods with a flirty grin on his face. He starts kissing me as we charge up stairs into his bedroom he quickly fumbles through this bedside table draw and produces a packet of condoms. He starts giving me a hickey on my neck. I pull his joggers and polo shirt off so he just in his boxers. He unbuttons my shirt to reveal my black lacy bra and takes off my trousers. I lank his pants down to see a rather large package he grabs the packet of condoms rips open the packet and pops one. He then undoes my bra as I kiss his chest and he then pulls down my pants which leads to use both moaning with pleasure.After twenty minutes we finish and I tug my clothes back on. Frank winks "thanks for this" he smiles. I just beam as I get ready leave to go back home.
YOU ARE READING
1998
Любовные романыThe year is 1998 and Karen is fuming when she finds out she has to leave her boyfriend Frank to move up north with her my mum and and two sisters for a 'fresh start'. Then she meets Remi and who's not like any other girls she's met before.
