Skipping Through Life
The First Time Ends in Embarrassment
You want to do what?
“I’ve never done this before,” I whispered to my boyfriend, our foreheads touching, sending sparks throughout my body.
“The first time can be scary but still exciting,” he whispered. I leaned against my metal high school locker. Heat rose to my face, and my heart raced.
“I don’t know. What if we get caught?” I asked. As Student Council President, I couldn’t be caught in a compromising position. I did not want to bring shame to the job.
But to be wanted! Nothing felt as intoxicating as being desired by Greg. I got tingly every time his green eyes held mine.
Could I do something so unlike the good girl, rule follower that I had been my whole life? Could I enter uncharted territory? But as the Youth Council Representative at the Lutheran Church, I had an image to uphold.
“Maybe this is not such a good idea,” I said as I looked around at the students passing by.
“I’ve done this before, lots of times, and it’s been fine,” said Greg, his voice rising above a whisper as he…
