In grade ten, I became friends with a very beautiful young woman. She was the same age as me (15) and I had always paid attention to her in previous years. Her name was Megan. She’s 5’6, has strawberry-blonde hair, nicely shaped, perky B cup breasts, and the most perfectly shaped, plump, perky ass you’ve ever seen. Everyone knows she is the hottest grade ten in the school, and she knows it, but isn’t showy about it.

Anyways, back to the story. It was the Christmas Dance at our high school, and it was about ten o’clock. Megan was tired so she decided she wanted to walk home. I joined her, as I lived on the next street. When we got to her house, I noticed no one was home. ‘Strange,’ I thought to myself. ‘She never comes home to an empty house.’ She invited me inside to watch a movie. It turned out to be a romance movie. I don’t usually like these kinds of movies, but I coped with her and watched it.

The first part of the movie was boring. Just couples talking about there relationship in a very cliché sort of way. Megan seemed to be enjoying it, so I didn’t say anything. Then toward the middle of the movie. There was a scene at a movie theatre. A couple was watching a movie, just like us. The female character in the movie was ‘cold’ so she snuggled up to her boyfriend, who reluctantly put his arm around her.