Leavenworth's-Personal Narrative
The next day Brian picked me up at exactly 8:00 in the morning from the Leavenworth's townhouse and took me to see the statue of Liberty. We purchase tickets to a show in Central Park for that evening and went shopping at Macy's. We went to Wall Street and walked around Central Park. Brian was charming an attentive. He was delightful, generous and sexy as fuck. I think Mary told me he was 26 years old.
We laughed a lot throughout the day. He was funny, intelligent and interesting. I never met anyone like him. He got me thinking about sex and that never happen to me before.
Late in the evening, Brian took me to the Foreigner’s concert we purchased tickets earlier in the day. The concern was fun and we dance, jumped up and down, and screamed. We both loved Foreigner, which would explain why we knew all the songs and sang along throughout the entire concert.
Brian stood behind me with his hands on my waist most of the time. He was very protective. When the song ‘Waiting for a girl like you’ came on, Brian turned me …show more content…
around to face him and began to sing. “So long, I've been looking too hard, I've waiting too long. Sometimes I don't know what I will find. I only know it's a matter of time. When you love someone...”
Smiling broadly, he placed his hand on my hips and drew me close to him as he began to swing his hips side to side in a slow, erotic dance. “When you love someone... It feels so right, so warm and true. I need to know if you feel it too.”
Placing one hand on my face, he caressed my cheeks. I shyly looked down mortify. “Maybe I'm wrong. Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong?” I laughed at that line, finding it ironic.
Placing his arms around me, he looked into my eyes. “This heart of mine has been hurt before, this time I wanna be sure.”
We began to dance slowly in place, our eyes connected. “I've been waiting, for a girl like you to come into my life. I've been waiting, for a girl like you and a love that will survive.”
Brian leaned into me and took my lips. I could hear the chorus of people around us and smiled against his lips. I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive, Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life.”
Placing his hands through my hair, he grabbed the pin holding my ponytail and released it from it confine. Then he really kissed me. I could feel his passion, his desire for me. People around us were whistling and cheering us on. I broke the kiss first, too embarrassed to look around.
He took my hand, guiding me to the exit. Brian called a taxi as we held each other's hand. We approached his waiting taxi quickly. I was extremely tired, but content. Inside the taxi, he reached for my hand and placed it on his thigh.
Turning to him, I said, "I had a great time. I can't remember the last time I attended a concert." Smiling, he lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself. I like to take you out tomorrow." "I don't think that is possible. I am a guest of the Leavenworth and a poor one at that. I hardly spend any time with them since I arrived." "I am sure Josh wouldn't mind. I'll talk to him. Are you hungry?" He asked sincerely. "Starving." I replied truthfully. Picking up his phone, he made a call.
***
After we arrived at his place, he led me straight to his kitchen. “I had my housekeeper called my favorite restaurant. I didn’t feel like changing into something more formal. I have a small movie theater. I thought we could stay in, relax and watch a movie. My maid can fix us some movie food if you like.” I was happy to end up at his place because my attire wasn't appropriate for a high end restaurant and I was exhausted. I was wearing beige short pants and a white tank top.
Brian called Liz’s father to inform him of our plans since we were going to be late. After a wonderful Chinese dinner, we walked to his home theater and sat on the front row. One hour later, his housekeeper brought us popcorn and nachos. I love movie food, but I was still full.
Mid movie, Brian disappeared for a short while, giving me a chance to evaluate the day. I had never laughed so hard in my life. We were either laughing or teasing each other all day. Throughout the movie, he kept touching my arm a great deal and held my hand often, but although, I really liked him a lot, I was aware of our age difference.
Shortly after, Brian returned with two bowls of popcorn. We were sitting side by side with our shoulders touching on a large sofa, watching an old comedy call “Skin Deep.”
I sat with my legs crossed and the bowl of popcorn between my legs.
The scene playing was the one with the neon condoms. I was laughing so hard my stomach started to hurt.
Turning my head toward him, I noticed his penetrating gaze. "I love your laugh. It is contagious. Your whole body laughs when you laugh." He said with authenticity. Bashfully, I said, "You are making me blush.”
Placing his hand on my cheek, he whispered, “It's just an innocent compliment. I never met anyone your age that is as mature and modest as you are.” “My father always said I am an old soul.” I responded, “I think you are incredibly mature for your age. You are charming, smart and so, so beautiful.” He whispered.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became charge with sexual tension. We locked in a long gaze. I fell under his spell until his Maid came over and asked Brian if he needed anything else before she retired for the evening. He thanked her and dismissed
her.
Grabbing a loose strand of my hair, he began to play with it. His stare became so intense, that to break the tension I grabbed some popcorn and threw it at him. "Oh no, you did not just do that." He said, grabbing a handful of popcorn and throwing it back at me. Soon we were in a popcorn war that ended with popcorn all over my hair and clothes. I yelled, "Not fair. I only threw a hand full of popcorn at you." He smiled and began to tickle me. "Don't start something you can't handle." He said in returned. I turned toward him and pushed him away. "This is war." I said, and we began to throw popcorn at each other until both of our containers were empty. I pushed popcorn under his clothes and he did the same to me.
We were laughing and acting like children and I found myself having a wonderful time when unexpectedly, I found myself under him as he continued to tickle me all over my body before coming to a stopped as our eyes connected again.
Before I could form a sentence, I reached for his face and slowly lowered his mouth to mine. Desire overtook us, as our kiss deepened and he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. I kissed him hard, guiding his hands to capture my breast.
I have gone out on dates, but never been intimate with a man before. Clearly, this was not how I picture losing my virginity, but surprisingly, I did not care. I wanted him.
His hips pressed against mine, causing me to forget where I was for a second. Slowly, he removed his shirt as he continued kissing me, then picked the hem of my top and pulled it over my head.
Moving his hands to the top of my shorts, he unbuttoned it and slowly lowered my zipper while gazing into my eyes. Lowering his face, he kissed me deeply. Feelings of entrapment resurfaced, frightening me. He ran his hands up and down my body, his kisses bruising my lips.
The analytical part of me began to question my decision. I waited for so long to find the right person to give myself completely. I began to wonder if I could be in love with a man I just met. I stated to question if he deserve me and realized I could not give myself to a man I barely knew. “Brian…Stop…I can't do this." I whispered against his lips. Breathless he stopped and stared at me with concern. "What?...Why not? We are both single. You are 18. What is the problem?" He questioned as he kept kissing my neck.
Sitting up abruptly, I took a deep breath before crossing my arms in front of my breasts. "I had never done this before. That is the problem. I am not doing this with someone I just met. You are a nice person and I like you a lot, but I barely know you. I am sorry if I mislead you. I can assure you, it wasn’t intentional."
We laughed a lot throughout the day. He was funny, intelligent and interesting. I never met anyone like him. He got me thinking about sex and that never happen to me before.
Late in the evening, Brian took me to the Foreigner’s concert we purchased tickets earlier in the day. The concern was fun and we dance, jumped up and down, and screamed. We both loved Foreigner, which would explain why we knew all the songs and sang along throughout the entire concert.
Brian stood behind me with his hands on my waist most of the time. He was very protective. When the song ‘Waiting for a girl like you’ came on, Brian turned me …show more content…
around to face him and began to sing. “So long, I've been looking too hard, I've waiting too long. Sometimes I don't know what I will find. I only know it's a matter of time. When you love someone...”
Smiling broadly, he placed his hand on my hips and drew me close to him as he began to swing his hips side to side in a slow, erotic dance. “When you love someone... It feels so right, so warm and true. I need to know if you feel it too.”
Placing one hand on my face, he caressed my cheeks. I shyly looked down mortify. “Maybe I'm wrong. Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong?” I laughed at that line, finding it ironic.
Placing his arms around me, he looked into my eyes. “This heart of mine has been hurt before, this time I wanna be sure.”
We began to dance slowly in place, our eyes connected. “I've been waiting, for a girl like you to come into my life. I've been waiting, for a girl like you and a love that will survive.”
Brian leaned into me and took my lips. I could hear the chorus of people around us and smiled against his lips. I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive, Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life.”
Placing his hands through my hair, he grabbed the pin holding my ponytail and released it from it confine. Then he really kissed me. I could feel his passion, his desire for me. People around us were whistling and cheering us on. I broke the kiss first, too embarrassed to look around.
He took my hand, guiding me to the exit. Brian called a taxi as we held each other's hand. We approached his waiting taxi quickly. I was extremely tired, but content. Inside the taxi, he reached for my hand and placed it on his thigh.
Turning to him, I said, "I had a great time. I can't remember the last time I attended a concert." Smiling, he lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself. I like to take you out tomorrow." "I don't think that is possible. I am a guest of the Leavenworth and a poor one at that. I hardly spend any time with them since I arrived." "I am sure Josh wouldn't mind. I'll talk to him. Are you hungry?" He asked sincerely. "Starving." I replied truthfully. Picking up his phone, he made a call.
***
After we arrived at his place, he led me straight to his kitchen. “I had my housekeeper called my favorite restaurant. I didn’t feel like changing into something more formal. I have a small movie theater. I thought we could stay in, relax and watch a movie. My maid can fix us some movie food if you like.” I was happy to end up at his place because my attire wasn't appropriate for a high end restaurant and I was exhausted. I was wearing beige short pants and a white tank top.
Brian called Liz’s father to inform him of our plans since we were going to be late. After a wonderful Chinese dinner, we walked to his home theater and sat on the front row. One hour later, his housekeeper brought us popcorn and nachos. I love movie food, but I was still full.
Mid movie, Brian disappeared for a short while, giving me a chance to evaluate the day. I had never laughed so hard in my life. We were either laughing or teasing each other all day. Throughout the movie, he kept touching my arm a great deal and held my hand often, but although, I really liked him a lot, I was aware of our age difference.
Shortly after, Brian returned with two bowls of popcorn. We were sitting side by side with our shoulders touching on a large sofa, watching an old comedy call “Skin Deep.”
I sat with my legs crossed and the bowl of popcorn between my legs.
The scene playing was the one with the neon condoms. I was laughing so hard my stomach started to hurt.
Turning my head toward him, I noticed his penetrating gaze. "I love your laugh. It is contagious. Your whole body laughs when you laugh." He said with authenticity. Bashfully, I said, "You are making me blush.”
Placing his hand on my cheek, he whispered, “It's just an innocent compliment. I never met anyone your age that is as mature and modest as you are.” “My father always said I am an old soul.” I responded, “I think you are incredibly mature for your age. You are charming, smart and so, so beautiful.” He whispered.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became charge with sexual tension. We locked in a long gaze. I fell under his spell until his Maid came over and asked Brian if he needed anything else before she retired for the evening. He thanked her and dismissed
her.
Grabbing a loose strand of my hair, he began to play with it. His stare became so intense, that to break the tension I grabbed some popcorn and threw it at him. "Oh no, you did not just do that." He said, grabbing a handful of popcorn and throwing it back at me. Soon we were in a popcorn war that ended with popcorn all over my hair and clothes. I yelled, "Not fair. I only threw a hand full of popcorn at you." He smiled and began to tickle me. "Don't start something you can't handle." He said in returned. I turned toward him and pushed him away. "This is war." I said, and we began to throw popcorn at each other until both of our containers were empty. I pushed popcorn under his clothes and he did the same to me.
We were laughing and acting like children and I found myself having a wonderful time when unexpectedly, I found myself under him as he continued to tickle me all over my body before coming to a stopped as our eyes connected again.
Before I could form a sentence, I reached for his face and slowly lowered his mouth to mine. Desire overtook us, as our kiss deepened and he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. I kissed him hard, guiding his hands to capture my breast.
I have gone out on dates, but never been intimate with a man before. Clearly, this was not how I picture losing my virginity, but surprisingly, I did not care. I wanted him.
His hips pressed against mine, causing me to forget where I was for a second. Slowly, he removed his shirt as he continued kissing me, then picked the hem of my top and pulled it over my head.
Moving his hands to the top of my shorts, he unbuttoned it and slowly lowered my zipper while gazing into my eyes. Lowering his face, he kissed me deeply. Feelings of entrapment resurfaced, frightening me. He ran his hands up and down my body, his kisses bruising my lips.
The analytical part of me began to question my decision. I waited for so long to find the right person to give myself completely. I began to wonder if I could be in love with a man I just met. I stated to question if he deserve me and realized I could not give myself to a man I barely knew. “Brian…Stop…I can't do this." I whispered against his lips. Breathless he stopped and stared at me with concern. "What?...Why not? We are both single. You are 18. What is the problem?" He questioned as he kept kissing my neck.
Sitting up abruptly, I took a deep breath before crossing my arms in front of my breasts. "I had never done this before. That is the problem. I am not doing this with someone I just met. You are a nice person and I like you a lot, but I barely know you. I am sorry if I mislead you. I can assure you, it wasn’t intentional."