After my first kiss with Shawn, we planned to have sex the following Sunday. We had to wait a whole seven days, during which we met at school with naughty smiles. We didn’t mention our relationship to our friends, but our casual interactions, projects, games, and meals were filled with a secret tension. Whenever his hand touched mine, I felt a strange sensation that made me blush.

Finally, Sunday arrived. While our parents were at church, I went to Shawn’s house. I found him shirtless, working out, which only intensified my desire. He asked me to sit on the couch and then closed the door.