Reality wasn’t as good as my imagination. For once in my life, it was better. I lay on the tangled white Egyptian cotton sheets of Ashcroft’s bed, as the late winter sun streamed through the window of his small bedroom. My body, exhausted and content. Everything I had wanted my first time with Jace, back in New Zealand, to be was forgotten in the wake of the mind and body altering experience that was sex with Ashcroft Blake. “You can’t tell anyone about this. You wont will you?” I giggled and rolled back over to him. “I’m not an idiot Ash. I know this is a secret”.
He smiled and pulled me against his body. “You’re a kinky little minx you know. You liked being dominated didn’t you”? My body squirmed at the memory of him taking control over me. “I tell you what. Next Friday, you and I will go into town, we’ll get a hotel room rather than a teachers suit, and we’ll hole up all weekend. Sound good to you”? I nodded before pushing my lips back against his.
The week dragged by almost as if in slow motion. Passing Ash in the hallway send tingles of remembrance of our afternoon together, shooting through my body. Class together became an awkward and tiresome experience filled with silent conversations and longing. As the days passed my body grew more tiresome as it yearned for Ash’s embrace once more. Finally the evening came where I found myself locked away in a small hotel room with the man of my dreams.
As I lay on the bad with him clutched in a passionate embrace I couldn’t have been happier. He pulled away gently and smiled. “I got us something”. Inquisitive, I drew away from the sex filled trance he had me under to pose the question of what it was. He reached down into his travel case for the weekend and bought out one small baggie of light blue pills. “What are those”? I immediately became hesitant. I had drunken my fair share of alcohol and smoked weed a couple of times but never had I ever been around anything more than that. “Relax, it’s just E”.
The confession just confirmed my previous anxiety. A few of my more rebellious friends had taken Ecstasy on numerous occasions but I had never had the courage nor the means to take some myself. “Babe, it’s okay. It’ll just make you super sensitive to touch and make you crazy horny. It’ll be fun. Sex on this stuff is amazing”. I still wasn’t on board. I hadn’t realized Ashcroft was into such activities. “Come on, please, for me. I really want to try this with you. Just a half tab”? My trust in Ash won out over my hesitance to partake in the illegal activity. “Fine. Just a half tab though. I’ve never done anything like this before”.
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Teen FictionI look back at how far I have come this year. Moving half way accross the world, Leaving my friends and my life back in New Zealand. I often wonder what would have happend if I hadnt run off that first night. Would I still be back there? Still with...
