Finally

Finally-

Finally, we were together. It’s nothing like I had imagined, I always thought it would be a little akward, but instead it was perfect,
as if we were made for eachother and this was the way it was supposed to be. He was 19 and I was 15. AGe meant nothing ot me though, I thought he was perfect in everyway. I have loved him
since I was 12, three years now. It’s just these past few months though, where I have really fallen in love with him. Finally, our dream came true, I was there,
in Florida on vacation. We were together, and we would make the most of those 4 days we had.
We were in his room. It was so weird to be there… All those nights seeing him there on his camera wishing I could be with him, and now, there I
was standing beside him. I’m not going to lie, I was scared. I knew what was coming and it made me nervous. Of course I wanted to have sex with him, I’ve
been waiting for 3 years! But of course, I had to face my biggest problem, trying to shut my mind off and focus on us. “Will it hurt? What if my body isn’t
good enough? Don’t say anything stupid!” “Just Shut up!” I told myself. Somehow, he knew exactly what was wrong with me just like he always has. He took
my hand and led me over to his bed and told me to relax. We layed down next to eachother and he started to softly kiss my lips. This took my breath away,
it was amazing and I will never forget that moment of pure happiness. He slowly pulled away from my lips, but never let go of me.