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All I have is English, Physics, American History, and Advanced Placement Calculus. Jeanie had Chemistry, World History and Geometry. But on June 8th, it was Books Return Day, and as such in doing bookroom duties, I was in charge of making sure that books were returned and receipts generated for the returns. As I sat at my desk waiting for students to return their textbooks, I notice a high number of females coming to my desk.\n\n“Fernando?” The next female student arrives at my desk as I finish out the book receipt books.\n\nI look up at her, realizing it was Jeanie. “Oh... hi!” I tell her, throwing in, “Lets see your books.”\n\nJeanie pulls out a chemistry, world history and geometry book, putting it on my desk. Knowing her homeroom, I find a stack of cards with her name on it, but there were 5 cards, one for each book signed for in the beginning of the school year. I look at her, “You only have three books?”\n\n“Yeah, that is all I have.” She says.\n\n“There are 5 cards – 2 for English Mythology.” I tell her.\n\n“But... I transferred out of English and returned the book to the teacher. And the other teacher collected the books at the end of classes last week.” She says.\n\nI look at the cards and see that it is for same book but with different serial numbers on it. I say to myself, “You can’t graduate if you owe books.” I then look at her, “You can pay for them.”\n\n“How much?” Jeanie asks.\n\n“Two hundred per book.” I tell her as I look at the price log in awe and disbelief.\n\n“I don’t have $400!” She says in near hysterics.\n\n“Look, calm down. I’ll take care of this for you. Just meet me outside at 2o’clock. OK?” I tell her.\n\n“You will?” She asks.\n\n“Yeah, I will.” I tell her, then I add, “In fact to make sure we meet up, go to the swimming pool locker room and empty out my locker and take the lock too. Do the same with yours.” I hand her a forged pass to go to the swimming pool locker room along with the three receipts for her books. I see her trot off to the locker rooms as soon as I give her receipts and forged pass.\n\nAs she leaves, I take her book cards for the missing books and forge a set of returned receipts for her, putting them into my pocket and clearing out her book accounts.\n\nFor the next three hours I processed returned books from the students returning them, doing similar favors to only a select few friends.\n\nI pack up my things and head out at 2o’clock, where I find Jeanie waiting at the corner of Ft. Greene Place and Dekalb Avenue. I take her by the arm, and lead her to Shortfellow Hill in the park and sit her down.\n\n“I took care of everything for you.” I tell her as I pull out from my pocket two receipts for the missing books, handing them to her. “Keep those with all your book receipts as you will need to show them to get your diploma”\n\nJeanie looks at the returned book receipts comparing them with hers. She then pounces on me kissing me all over my face including several times on the lips, saying “Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!” between each kiss.\n\nIt took some doing to get her to stop so I can ask her, “You got my things?”\n\n“Oh! Yeah!” She says as she hands over a plastic bag with my things in it. I take it and put it into my near empty book bag. I let out a sigh as I close up my bag, which makes her ask, “Something’s wrong?”\n\n“Nothing’s wrong.” I answer. Jeanie looks at me as if I was hiding something, “You free today?” I ask.\n\n“I’m free.” She answers, “But if I’m going anywhere, I have to call my mom. Where you want to go?”\n\n“If it is up to you, want to go to the beach?” I ask.\n\n“But... Uhm... Well... There are no lifeguards at the beach. And which beach?” She asks.\n\n“Well, I’m a life guard.” I tell her as I take my wallet to show her my credentials, adding, “Riis Beach, near Far Rockaway.”\n\nJeanie looks at my work identification. It takes her a while to answer, “I’ll call mom so we can go. I’ll tell her the swimming class is going and celebrate so she won’t worry.”\n\n“OK then, lets go.” I say as I get up.\n\nAfter calling her mom, we take the hour-long ride on the bus and train to Riis Beach. Along the way I buy a few things for us to eat. Once there a couple of police officers stop us from entering the beach, as there was no lifeguard in duty, which I showed them my Life Guard identification and we were allowed to continue on our way to the sandy shore. We make camp at about 50 yards in front of the waves, just a few yards from the high tide mark. Taking out our swimming towels, Jeanie places her on the ground. I take my clothes off to my briefs and wrap the towel around me. She looks up at me as I change into my bathing suit.\n\n“I thought...” She started to say, then end it with, “Never mind.” She begins to unbutton her pants and polo shirt after taking out her bathing suit from her book bag, then she gets up, taking my hands to cover her with the towel from behind though I had a full view of what she had to offer. The last thing for her to take off was her white bikini panties before putting on her bathing suit. She stands there in front of me in her bathing suit for the moment before she inches up on her toes and plants a kiss on my lips.\n\nShe then sits down on her towel and I put my towel down next to hers before sitting down on it. She looks at me for the moment.\n\n“What do you want to talk about or do?” She asks.\n\nI joke at her, “I would not mind practicing making babies with you.”\n\nShe looks at me with all seriousness, “I’m not your girlfriend.”\n\n“But you told me that I own you? So that makes you mine, right?” I ask.\n\n“Well, uhm... yes.” She finally answers.\n\n“Seriously, Jeanie. After July, I won’t have a girlfriend.” I tell her.\n\n“Why not?” She asks.\n\n“Cathy is getting married and it’s not me.” I answer before letting out a sigh.\n\nJeanie was quick to answer, “But that does not mean that you won’t have a girlfriend... You got me!” I just look at her for a moment; she got it wrong that I was angry with her. “I’m sorry for saying that...” She then says.\n\n“No. Don’t be.” I tell her, “It’s not you. It’s me, me trying to get over losing Cathy in the time we got left. That’s all.” I tell her.\n\n“Yeah. I understand, I think.” She says.\n\n“Look, if things were better, and if you said yes, I would want you to be my girlfriend.” I tell her.\n\nThe response she gives was not one I expected, as she pounces on me to pin me down on the towel covered sandy ground, and plants her lips against mine for one very intimate kiss that I allow. She pushes off me after a couple of minutes, biting her bottom lip as she looks down at me.\n\n“You want to do it?” She asks.\n\n“You want to take a change in getting pregnant?” I ask in answer.\n\n“Can I tell you something?” She asks as she slowly gets up off me and sits next to me.\n\n“You can tell me anything.” I tell her I try to sit up next to her.\n\n“I can’t get pregnant.” She says as she looks away.\n\n“Why not?” I ask.\n\n“Well, you notice the scars on my face, right?” She asks. Her scars on her face are tiny in comparison to the ones I have but she only as two that I can see.\n\n“Well yeah. What does that have to do with anything?” I ask.\n\n“I got scars in my Fallopian Tubes that blocks the egg from going through to my uterus. I got a period and all but unless there is some kind of operation to correct that, I will always be sterile.” She tells me.\n\n“I’m... sorry.” Was all I was able to say.\n\n“Don’t be.” She says.\n\n“Your mom knows?” I ask.\n\n“Yeah.” She answers, “She was there when the doctor told me what I had from a simple check up that ended up needing more tests to verify something he found and it was confirmed that I’m sterile. The doctor says that unless if there is an operation in the future to fix the scars, I would be sterile for life.”\n\nWe look at each other for the moment.\n\n“I always noticed that you gave me a different look than most other girls when I tell you all if you want to do it and make babies. I guess that answers why.” I say out loud to my self.\n\n“Different, as in how?” She asks.\n\n“Well, with most girls, they would look at me mad. But when you look at me, I see that you were confused.” I explain.\n\n“Oh. Yeah. But I was angry at you too for saying that.” She says.\n\n“I did not mean anything bad by it.” I tell her.\n\n“I know, which is why I was confused, and even if I wanted to make a baby with you, I can’t. I wish I could though.” She says.\n\n“Hey.” I tell her, “You are still you, no matter what. Whether you can make a baby or not does not stop you from being a wonderful and loving girlfriend to a guy like me.”\n\n“Really?” She asks.\n\n“Really.” I tell her.\n\n“You’re making it hard for a girl to say no.” She says.\n\n“No? As in?” I ask.\n\n“No as in being your girlfriend for one. And no as in you practicing making a baby with me.” She answers.\n\n“Would you really want to do that? I mean – both, being my girlfriend and practice making babies.” I ask.\n\n“Of course!” She says.\n\n“You a virgin?” I ask.\n\n“Of course I am!” She lets out louder than necessary, and then she quiets down, “In Asian culture, I’m not considered as a complete girl if I can’t get pregnant. So it’s not a public secret that no Chinese boy out there wants me because of it.”\n\n“So you never kissed anyone...” I begin to say.\n\n“You’re my first and only boy I ever kissed, even though you are not Chinese.” She tells me.\n\n“What about...” I try to ask.\n\n“If I never kissed anyone, then I never made out with any one.” She says.\n\n“Would you know how at least?” I ask.\n\n“I know from what my mother told me what to do.” She answers.\n\n“I see.” I say to my self.\n\n“You probably think that I’m some kind of freak.” She says.\n\n“No! I think you’re beautiful! More than anything a girl can have!” I tell her.\n\n“Then prove it.” She says.\n\n“Alright then.” I tell her, before leaning towards her before reaching to out to her shoulders and pin her down to her towel, putting my lips against hers. I put my hand on her breast as we exchange tongues in our lip lock. I switch my hand to her other breast after her first nipple gets hard enough to poke against her bathing suit material from being played with. The second nipple gets hard faster than the first. I do not know if I hurt her by pinching her nipple too hard but she pushes me away from her to arms’ length.\n\n“Did I hurt you?” I ask as I sit up next to her again.\n\nJeanie just looks at me for the moment lost in thought as she too sits up next to me before she answers, “Oh. No. It’s not that. You did not hurt me in any way, it actually felt good.”\n\n“Then why did you stop me?” I ask.\n\n“Well... uhm... I want to do the same... sort of.” She says as she leans against me.\n\n“Sort of?” I ask.\n\n“Well yes. You don’t have a breasts like I do, but there is something else I would like to touch.” She explains.\n\n“OK...” I say to my self but loud enough to be heard.\n\n“I’m talking about your penis.” She lets out interrupting my train of thought, throwing in, “Like I used too with the others... In the showers during swim class.”\n\n“Well, I’m not stopping you, and this time it will just be you in my Speedos alone.” I tell her.\n\nJeanie looks down at my crotch, seeing the bulge of my penis inside the material my bathing suit before looking up at me. I decided to take her hands and place them onto my Speedos’ waist band where the string holding them up is tied, letting her hands go when she grabs onto the loops and ends of the knot that held them up. She slowly unties the Speedos’ strings, which loosens the waistband for her to put her hand inside. Grabbing onto my semi hard length, she starts to pump on my penis, getting it harder from her attention.\n\n“Wow...” She says mostly to herself as she pulls out my penis from the nylon bathing suit, “I did not expect you to be so big...”\n\n“How could you not? You done this before in the showers.” I say to her.\n\n“Well...” She gulps, “There were several hands along with mine so I couldn’t get a full feel of measuring it. I mean, I knew you were big as I could not wrap my fingers around you but I did not expect you to be long too.”\n\n“What if I told you that I was just above average in size, but you being small is what makes me look bigger?” I ask.\n\n“Nope. You’re big.” She says, looking cute as she said it. “From the video tapes and magazines mom gave me to see about sex when she explained it, you’re bigger than those guys I seen.”\n\n“Well, I hope you’re not scared of it. As my girlfriend, it’s yours to do what you want with it except hurt it.” I explain.\n\n“There’s a few thing I would like to do, like those other girls did in the showers.” She tells me.\n\n“Like what?” I ask.\n\n“Just lean back for a second, please.” She says.\n\nI sit back resting on my forearms as I tried to rest. Jeanie continues looking at my penis as she pumps is, drawing in for a closer look. As she pumps it, she moves it about to examine it from all sides as possible, before she kisses it. A couple of more kisses and she wraps its head with her lips clenched tightly and starts giving me a blow job then and there. I put my hand on the back of her head to keep her from ending it too soon, but she continues, drawing a bit more of my penis into her mouth. Though she only had a quarter of my penis’ length inside her mouth, it was all she could probably fit inside. I tried to reach under her to feel her breasts again, but found it difficult to do. Instead I reached down between her legs and started massaging her crotch. She was beginning to breath heavily from the attention I was giving her, managing to get my hand inside the leg band of her bathing suit and continue massaging her down there on her hot and wet bare flesh.\n\nAfter a couple of minutes, she pulls off my penis and looks up at me though she still pumps it with her hand. For some reason she looks around us, seeing that the area was still empty and abandoned before looking back at me.\n\n“You expecting something?” I ask.\n\n“No, it’s not that.” She answers.\n\n“Then, can I ask a couple of questions?” I ask.\n\n“You can ask me anything.” She answers.\n\n“Then, what you did, you did it because you wanted too or because it is expected of you to do?” I ask.\n\n“A little of both.” She says.\n\n“Both?” I ask.\n\n“Both – because I wanted to try it out because I seen the other girls do it to you in the showers and you always seemed to like it, and because as your girlfriend I’m supposed to it. Right?” She explains.\n\n“You do not have to do anything with me you do not want or like to do. I’m not forcing you to do anything you do not want or not like.” I tell her before asking, “Did you like doing it at least?”\n\n“Well... I liked it because you seemed to like it.” She answers.\n\n“Would it be something you would want to do more often? I mean, only if you want to do it.” I ask and say.\n\n“I’ll do it for you anytime you want me too.” She says.\n\n“I want you to do it because you like doing it. Seriously, some girls don’t like doing it and I can understand if you don’t.” I explain.\n\n“I want to give you what you want as your girlfriend. I know that us being boyfriend and girlfriend is not going to be easy, but I promise you that I would give you anything I have and make it easy for you as best as I can.” She explains.\n\n“And I want you to enjoy it as much as I do. If we are going to be girlfriend and boyfriend, it has to go both ways. I’m happy if you’re happy.” I say to her.\n\n“Well... Uhm... can I ask, did you really enjoy it? Seriously, was it good for you?” She asks.\n\n“I’m not saying that it was the best I ever had, but it ranks up there as one of them. It was not good, it was great. But it would be better if I knew you liked doing it as much as I like getting it.” I answer.\n\n“Better than the other girls in the showers?” She asks.\n\n“Better than any of the other girls in the showers, because there things are rushed, and here it is not. You can take your time and be relaxed in doing what you want, including that.” I answer.\n\nJeanie smiles at the answer.\n\n“What do you want to do, continue or go home?” I ask.\n\n“What I want, I do not want you to think I’m easy or anything like that, Fernando.” She says.\n\n“I do not think you’re easy. You’re just a girl, with wants and needs like any other.” I interrupt her.\n\nJeanie sits up higher against me and kisses me on the cheek before whispering in my ear “I want to practice making a baby with you here and now even though we, I can’t ever get pregnant.” Then she pulls away from me, “But I have to tell you, I am a virgin but I do not have a cherry to give you.”\n\n“Look, Jeanie. What you have or have not does not matter what we have as a couple.” I interrupt her.\n\nJeanie lets out a small smile at the answer before explaining, “That night after you save me, you know girls touch themselves and all that, well, I went in with my finger too deep and popped my cherry, but I was dreaming that it was you who popped it.”\n\nI hold back from laughing, before whispering in her ear, “It’s OK. Really.” Then I pull away from her, asking, “How do you want to do it?”\n\n“How?” She asks.\n\n“You know, sex between you and I. I mean, don’t you as a Chinese have a certain way of doing it?” I say and ask.\n\n“Other than from what I seen on those video tapes and magazines, I thought everyone does it the same way.” She says.\n\n“Which way is that?” I ask.\n\n“You on top of me.” She says.\n\n“Oh...” I realize she was saying the missionary position is all she knows.\n\n“You don’t know how to do it that way? What other way is there?” She asks, derailing my train of thought.\n\n“No, it’s not that!” I know how to do it that way. I thought there was something more.” I say to her.\n\n“Not that I know off, I mean from the magazines and video tapes.” She says.\n\n“What would you like?” I whisper in her ear as I reach over to feel her breast with one hand and her crotch with the other. I follow it with a trailing kiss with down the side of her face and to her neck.\n\nJeanie positions her face to mine and starts another tongue wrapping French kiss. After placing her other arm behind her for balance, she begins to pump my penis again. Her one piece makes it difficult to get inside and touch her bare breasts. But she gets the hint and breaks off the kiss. She sits up and opening her legs and pulls her crotch panel of her bathing suit to the side. I reach over to her, putting my hand with her on her crotch, massaging her down there some more.\n\nShe puts her head on my shoulder, “Fernando are you going to pull out before you ejaculate your sperm?”\n\n“It’s hard to do but if you need me to, I’ll do it.” I tell her.\n\n“Don’t.” She says.\n\n“Don’t? You want me to cum in you?” I ask.\n\n“I want you to give it to me as I’m supposed to get it. And me being sterile, I can’t get pregnant.” She says as she turns her face towards mine, adding, “Lets do it now.”\n\nWe both look into each other’s eyes, with her nodding first and then I nod in reply before stepping between her legs on my knees. We kiss for a moment before falling back.\n\n“Jeanie, I’m sorry if it gets too painful for you.” I whisper in her ear.\n\nShe whispers back, “I know it’s going to hurt, but I’m ready for it.”\n\n“Then I’ll need some help from you guiding me in.” I whisper in her ear, taking my hand from hers on her crotch.\n\nJeanie nods as she takes hold of my stiff hard penis just under its head, and puts her other arm around my neck. With one last intimate kiss she holds onto me as we slowly fall onto her towel. I extend my arms out above her shoulders so I would not crash onto her as we fell. Landing softly we continue kissing as she rubs the head of my penis up against her labia. I can feel it split open and then enter her very tight vagina as she guides me in. She moans softly as I slide half of my length inside her, feeling the head of my penis press up against her cervix too soon. In my mind she has the best vagina I ever inserted my penis into. (And still does to this day).\n\nI tried to be gentle with her, taking it slow and long with her. When we were not kissing, she was looking back at me biting on her lower lip and nodding, with a couple of times stating that she wanted it more or harder. It only took a few minutes to get my entire length in her, though as tight as she was she stretched out to accommodate me in her. Though I was stroking her with 1/2 the length I had, she was pushing up with me in every inward stroke. We begin to get harder and faster though I tried to be gentle with her at the same time.\n\nFor another 30 or so minutes, I can feel my testicles tighten up in preparation to pump its contents inside her. At the same time she was getting louder and longer with her moaning though she was trying to keep from getting too loud. She was getting her first sexual orgasm just seconds before mine. I can feel her vagina clamp down and spasm around my penis as I pin it up against her cervix and hold it there as my testicles begin to pump their life-giving gift to a girl that more than deserves it.\n\nIt takes a few minutes to finish pumping my load of sperm inside her, my penis pulsating inside her with each packet of sperm pumped into her uterus. She comes down from her sexual high as I begin the last few pumping pulses inside her. We just look at her each other, all hot and sweaty, the wind from the ocean breezes giving us some relief. Somewhere before she pulls me down for a last intimate kiss, she mouth the words, “I love you.”\n\nI mouthed back, “I love you too, Jeanie.”\n\nSome how she manages to regain her strength enough to pull me down to her and plant her lips on mine for one final kiss before we separated. I slowly get on my knees, drawing out my wilting penis from her still tight vagina.\n\nBreathing heavy to recover, I let out, “God, that was the best pussy I ever had.”\n\nJeanie looks up at me, “I’m glad you liked it.” She sits up in front of me, taking my semi hard penis and examines it, saying, “And though you are my first and only, I hope it gets better the next times we do it.”\n\n“If we continue, it will.” I say to her.\n\n“Continue as boyfriend and girlfriend, right?” She asks.\n\n“Of course, yes!” I tell her.\n\n“We got to keep it a secret. My mom can help, but my dad can never know. You’re not Chinese, he’ll kill you.” She says as she looks up at me.\n\n“I’m more worried about you than he. Not that I would kill him, but I’m sorry if I hurt him if I have to defend myself from his actions.” I explain.\n\n“I know.” She says looking up at me before looking down at my penis.\n\n“I would need to rest if you want to continue.” I explain.\n\n“I know. Mom told me all about it. You got youth on your side so you can recover quickly. But I’m thinking of something else.” She replies.\n\n“Of what?” I ask.\n\n“Cleaning you up.” She says.\n\n“Cleaning me up?” I ask.\n\n“Yeah. My mother explained how and why. So...” She begins to say before she grips my penis a bit harder at its base, and begins to lick the head and shaft, licking off our mixed sexual fluids on my penis’ skin. Then she inserted the head in her mouth, continuing to lick and clean it like she was sucking on a blow pop lollipop. After another 5 or 10 minutes she finishes off as her cleaning job before letting me go. My penis begins to grow hard again from her given attention. She takes the crotch panel of her bathing suit and covers her vagina before getting up on her knees and presses her body against mine as we wrap our arms around each other. A couple of quick pecks on the lips, she looks at me and asks, “Is there anything more you want?”\n\nI nod at her, “Your breasts.”\n\nShe continues to look at me and nod, letting me go, she reaches behind her shoulders and pulls the shoulder straps off her bathing suit and exposes her breasts to me. I kiss her lips for a moment as I palm her small breasts in my hand, each one fitting there like a large apple or orange but not bigger, though definitely firm. I kiss my way down he face, jaw, neck, shoulder and upper chest as I go for her closest breast to me, her left one, sliding my wet tongue around its tiny areola and hardening nipple. I suck on her nipple for the moment, making her moan softly before I switch over to the other breast. My hand was on the other breast my mouth temporarily abandoned.\n\nJeanie arches her back to give me more of her small mammary glands. I put my arm against her lower back to keep her from falling back from going too far. After a few more minutes, she pushes me off gently.\n\n“Something wrong?” I ask.\n\n“No.” She says with a sigh. With some logic emerging from her mind, she says, “It’s getting late. We, I should be going home.”\n\n“Oh.” I reply. At a lost for words I say, “Sorry.”\n\n“Don’t be.” She says to me. Looking at her self for the moment, “I need to change out of my bathing suit.”\n\n“I’ll cover you with my towel.” I say to her as I reach over for it.\n\nJeanie grabs my extending arm and put it around her waist, “Did you mean what you said that I was the best you ever had?”\n\n“Yes. If I could, I would ask you to marry me right now but neither one of us is ready for it.” I say to her.\n\n“And I would have to say no, because of my father, not because we couldn’t. I would say yes if I could because I know you would do your best for me like you have done for the others.” She explains before letting out a held in laugh, “Being my first and I hope only, you spoiled me, Fernando.”\n\n“You’re not my first but you’re the best thus far, Jeanie. If I can have you forever, I would.” I tell her.\n\nShe leans over and kisses me on the cheek before pulling away, “Help me change so I can go home.”\n\nI grab my towel off the sandy floor and put it behind her to cover her from behind.\n\nJeanie starts to take off her bathing suit, holding onto my arm or balance as she stepped out of it one leg at a time. Folding the bathing suit in her hand she stands up in front of me, “I hope you like what you see.”\n\n“I do.” I tell her.\n\n“Good. I’ve always liked what I see you have. Hopefully we can see more of each other.” She says as she gets her panties from her bag. I let out a pent up sigh, forcing her to ask, “Is there something wrong?”\n\n“Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired. It’s been a long day, I have been in school since 7 in the morning, and having sex with you was the best part of it.” I try to explain.\n\n“I can imagine how you feel.” She replies.\n\n“Speaking of how you feel, how are you... down there...” I ask, adding, “I hope I did not hurt you.”\n\n“It hurt, a lot when you first went in. But after a while of getting used you being in me, it felt wonderiffic! I wish I could do it forever with you.” She explains.\n\n“But how are you down there, now?” I ask.\n\nJeanie looks at me for a moment, biting her lip visibly hard for a second before answering, “Sore, and empty if you can imagine that.”\n\n“I’m not girl but I understand. You were very tight, Jeanie. In that I thought I hurt you greatly.” I explain.\n\nJeanie smiles from hearing my concern for her. She then bends over and put on her panties, holding on to my arm for balance as she says, “I’ll be fine. All girls go through this from what mom tells me, and I’m not alone in this. I have you.” She takes her bra from her bag and puts it on, adding to her words, “Besides, that was the first time for me, and it was a thousand times better than putting my finger in me and dreaming that you’re doing it to me.”\n\nShe takes a T-shirt as I tell her, “I don’t mean anything bad by saying this, but that was the best pussy I ever fucked.”\n\nJeanie just look at me for the moment, I misreading that she might be mad at me for the wording of my statement. But then she inches up on her toes, putting her arms around my neck and giving me an intimate French kiss for less than a minute. Though she breaks off the kiss, she still holds on to my neck, “I understand completely, and as crude and raw those words are, I’m happy that I have the best pussy you ever fucked.”\n\n“You’re the best, period.” I tell her.\n\n“And though you were my first, that was best so far. I hope it will get better.” She replies.\n\n“I’ll do my best for you.” I tell her.\n\n“I expect no less from you.” She replies before grabbing her pants to put on, “Now it’s your turn to get dressed.”\n\n“Don’t worry, I’ll get dressed quicker than you.” I say to her as I take away the towel from her and put on my shirt and pants before she can put zip up her pants and put on her polo shirt.\n\nIn another 5 minutes we were on the bus to head to the train to go home on. This time we were more intimate by holding hands and she was leaning against me. In the 20-minute ride, we discuss about having another date, perhaps a movie or go to Coney Island and enjoy the ride. There was at least one more date for the 16th, when we both had science regents to take, chemistry for her, and advanced physics for me. Since the beaches and pools wont be opened until the 28th, we might have another alone date at Riis Beach, if the weather is good.\n\nThe train ride was uneventful for most of the ride. But just in case we separated and stop holding each other’s hands when we reached our school’s stop in case somebody recognized us. Though she already has my phone number, we exchanged numbers on the train, and I promised not to call her unless it is an emergency. Living in China Town, Jeanie was only three train stops away from school while I was seven more stops away. When her stop came, we got off together, and I escorted her to the exit turnstiles. There we said our goodbyes and separated in our different ways.\n\nLater that night we had a 2 hour phone call.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "For the next three weeks there is not much to do but to wait for one’s appointment for the Regents’ Exams. All I have is English, Physics, American History, and Advanced Placement Calculus. Jeanie had Chemistry, World History and Geometry. But on June 8th, it was Books Return Day, and as such in doing bookroom duties, I was in charge of making sure that books were returned and receipts generated for the returns. As I sat at my desk waiting for students to return their textbooks, I notice a high number of females coming to my desk.

“Fernando?” The next female student arrives at my desk as I finish out the book receipt books.

I look up at her, realizing it was Jeanie. “Oh... hi!” I tell her, throwing in, “Lets see your books.”

Jeanie pulls out a chemistry, world history and geometry book, putting it on my desk. Knowing her homeroom, I find a stack of cards with her name on it, but there were 5 cards, one for each book signed for in the beginning of the school year. I look at her, “You only have three books?”

“Yeah, that is all I have.” She says.

“There are 5 cards – 2 for English Mythology.” I tell her.

“But... I transferred out of English and returned the book to the teacher. And the other teacher collected the books at the end of classes last week.” She says.

I look at the cards and see that it is for same book but with different serial numbers on it. I say to myself, “You can’t graduate if you owe books.” I then look at her, “You can pay for them.”

“How much?” Jeanie asks.

“Two hundred per book.” I tell her as I look at the price log in awe and disbelief.

“I don’t have $400!” She says in near hysterics.

“Look, calm down. I’ll take care of this for you. Just meet me outside at 2o’clock. OK?” I tell her.

“You will?” She asks.

“Yeah, I will.” I tell her, then I add, “In fact to make sure we meet up, go to the swimming pool locker room and empty out my locker and take the lock too. Do the same with yours.” I hand her a forged pass to go to the swimming pool locker room along with the three receipts for her books. I see her trot off to the locker rooms as soon as I give her receipts and forged pass.

As she leaves, I take her book cards for the missing books and forge a set of returned receipts for her, putting them into my pocket and clearing out her book accounts.

For the next three hours I processed returned books from the students returning them, doing similar favors to only a select few friends.

I pack up my things and head out at 2o’clock, where I find Jeanie waiting at the corner of Ft. Greene Place and Dekalb Avenue. I take her by the arm, and lead her to Shortfellow Hill in the park and sit her down.

“I took care of everything for you.” I tell her as I pull out from my pocket two receipts for the missing books, handing them to her. “Keep those with all your book receipts as you will need to show them to get your diploma”

Jeanie looks at the returned book receipts comparing them with hers. She then pounces on me kissing me all over my face including several times on the lips, saying “Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!” between each kiss.

It took some doing to get her to stop so I can ask her, “You got my things?”

“Oh! Yeah!” She says as she hands over a plastic bag with my things in it. I take it and put it into my near empty book bag. I let out a sigh as I close up my bag, which makes her ask, “Something’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” I answer. Jeanie looks at me as if I was hiding something, “You free today?” I ask.

“I’m free.” She answers, “But if I’m going anywhere, I have to call my mom. Where you want to go?”

“If it is up to you, want to go to the beach?” I ask.

“But... Uhm... Well... There are no lifeguards at the beach. And which beach?” She asks.

“Well, I’m a life guard.” I tell her as I take my wallet to show her my credentials, adding, “Riis Beach, near Far Rockaway.”

Jeanie looks at my work identification. It takes her a while to answer, “I’ll call mom so we can go. I’ll tell her the swimming class is going and celebrate so she won’t worry.”

“OK then, lets go.” I say as I get up.

After calling her mom, we take the hour-long ride on the bus and train to Riis Beach. Along the way I buy a few things for us to eat. Once there a couple of police officers stop us from entering the beach, as there was no lifeguard in duty, which I showed them my Life Guard identification and we were allowed to continue on our way to the sandy shore. We make camp at about 50 yards in front of the waves, just a few yards from the high tide mark. Taking out our swimming towels, Jeanie places her on the ground. I take my clothes off to my briefs and wrap the towel around me. She looks up at me as I change into my bathing suit.

“I thought...” She started to say, then end it with, “Never mind.” She begins to unbutton her pants and polo shirt after taking out her bathing suit from her book bag, then she gets up, taking my hands to cover her with the towel from behind though I had a full view of what she had to offer. The last thing for her to take off was her white bikini panties before putting on her bathing suit. She stands there in front of me in her bathing suit for the moment before she inches up on her toes and plants a kiss on my lips.

She then sits down on her towel and I put my towel down next to hers before sitting down on it. She looks at me for the moment.

“What do you want to talk about or do?” She asks.

I joke at her, “I would not mind practicing making babies with you.”

She looks at me with all seriousness, “I’m not your girlfriend.”

“But you told me that I own you? So that makes you mine, right?” I ask.

“Well, uhm... yes.” She finally answers.

“Seriously, Jeanie. After July, I won’t have a girlfriend.” I tell her.

“Why not?” She asks.

“Cathy is getting married and it’s not me.” I answer before letting out a sigh.

Jeanie was quick to answer, “But that does not mean that you won’t have a girlfriend... You got me!” I just look at her for a moment; she got it wrong that I was angry with her. “I’m sorry for saying that...” She then says.

“No. Don’t be.” I tell her, “It’s not you. It’s me, me trying to get over losing Cathy in the time we got left. That’s all.” I tell her.

“Yeah. I understand, I think.” She says.

“Look, if things were better, and if you said yes, I would want you to be my girlfriend.” I tell her.

The response she gives was not one I expected, as she pounces on me to pin me down on the towel covered sandy ground, and plants her lips against mine for one very intimate kiss that I allow. She pushes off me after a couple of minutes, biting her bottom lip as she looks down at me.

“You want to do it?” She asks.

“You want to take a change in getting pregnant?” I ask in answer.

“Can I tell you something?” She asks as she slowly gets up off me and sits next to me.

“You can tell me anything.” I tell her I try to sit up next to her.

“I can’t get pregnant.” She says as she looks away.

“Why not?” I ask.

“Well, you notice the scars on my face, right?” She asks. Her scars on her face are tiny in comparison to the ones I have but she only as two that I can see.

“Well yeah. What does that have to do with anything?” I ask.

“I got scars in my Fallopian Tubes that blocks the egg from going through to my uterus. I got a period and all but unless there is some kind of operation to correct that, I will always be sterile.” She tells me.

“I’m... sorry.” Was all I was able to say.

“Don’t be.” She says.

“Your mom knows?” I ask.

“Yeah.” She answers, “She was there when the doctor told me what I had from a simple check up that ended up needing more tests to verify something he found and it was confirmed that I’m sterile. The doctor says that unless if there is an operation in the future to fix the scars, I would be sterile for life.”

We look at each other for the moment.

“I always noticed that you gave me a different look than most other girls when I tell you all if you want to do it and make babies. I guess that answers why.” I say out loud to my self.

“Different, as in how?” She asks.

“Well, with most girls, they would look at me mad. But when you look at me, I see that you were confused.” I explain.

“Oh. Yeah. But I was angry at you too for saying that.” She says.

“I did not mean anything bad by it.” I tell her.

“I know, which is why I was confused, and even if I wanted to make a baby with you, I can’t. I wish I could though.” She says.

“Hey.” I tell her, “You are still you, no matter what. Whether you can make a baby or not does not stop you from being a wonderful and loving girlfriend to a guy like me.”

“Really?” She asks.

“Really.” I tell her.

“You’re making it hard for a girl to say no.” She says.

“No? As in?” I ask.

“No as in being your girlfriend for one. And no as in you practicing making a baby with me.” She answers.

“Would you really want to do that? I mean – both, being my girlfriend and practice making babies.” I ask.

“Of course!” She says.

“You a virgin?” I ask.

“Of course I am!” She lets out louder than necessary, and then she quiets down, “In Asian culture, I’m not considered as a complete girl if I can’t get pregnant. So it’s not a public secret that no Chinese boy out there wants me because of it.”

“So you never kissed anyone...” I begin to say.

“You’re my first and only boy I ever kissed, even though you are not Chinese.” She tells me.

“What about...” I try to ask.

“If I never kissed anyone, then I never made out with any one.” She says.

“Would you know how at least?” I ask.

“I know from what my mother told me what to do.” She answers.

“I see.” I say to my self.

“You probably think that I’m some kind of freak.” She says.

“No! I think you’re beautiful! More than anything a girl can have!” I tell her.

“Then prove it.” She says.

“Alright then.” I tell her, before leaning towards her before reaching to out to her shoulders and pin her down to her towel, putting my lips against hers. I put my hand on her breast as we exchange tongues in our lip lock. I switch my hand to her other breast after her first nipple gets hard enough to poke against her bathing suit material from being played with. The second nipple gets hard faster than the first. I do not know if I hurt her by pinching her nipple too hard but she pushes me away from her to arms’ length.

“Did I hurt you?” I ask as I sit up next to her again.

Jeanie just looks at me for the moment lost in thought as she too sits up next to me before she answers, “Oh. No. It’s not that. You did not hurt me in any way, it actually felt good.”

“Then why did you stop me?” I ask.

“Well... uhm... I want to do the same... sort of.” She says as she leans against me.

“Sort of?” I ask.

“Well yes. You don’t have a breasts like I do, but there is something else I would like to touch.” She explains.

“OK...” I say to my self but loud enough to be heard.

“I’m talking about your penis.” She lets out interrupting my train of thought, throwing in, “Like I used too with the others... In the showers during swim class.”

“Well, I’m not stopping you, and this time it will just be you in my Speedos alone.” I tell her.

Jeanie looks down at my crotch, seeing the bulge of my penis inside the material my bathing suit before looking up at me. I decided to take her hands and place them onto my Speedos’ waist band where the string holding them up is tied, letting her hands go when she grabs onto the loops and ends of the knot that held them up. She slowly unties the Speedos’ strings, which loosens the waistband for her to put her hand inside. Grabbing onto my semi hard length, she starts to pump on my penis, getting it harder from her attention.

“Wow...” She says mostly to herself as she pulls out my penis from the nylon bathing suit, “I did not expect you to be so big...”

“How could you not? You done this before in the showers.” I say to her.

“Well...” She gulps, “There were several hands along with mine so I couldn’t get a full feel of measuring it. I mean, I knew you were big as I could not wrap my fingers around you but I did not expect you to be long too.”

“What if I told you that I was just above average in size, but you being small is what makes me look bigger?” I ask.

“Nope. You’re big.” She says, looking cute as she said it. “From the video tapes and magazines mom gave me to see about sex when she explained it, you’re bigger than those guys I seen.”

“Well, I hope you’re not scared of it. As my girlfriend, it’s yours to do what you want with it except hurt it.” I explain.

“There’s a few thing I would like to do, like those other girls did in the showers.” She tells me.

“Like what?” I ask.

“Just lean back for a second, please.” She says.

I sit back resting on my forearms as I tried to rest. Jeanie continues looking at my penis as she pumps is, drawing in for a closer look. As she pumps it, she moves it about to examine it from all sides as possible, before she kisses it. A couple of more kisses and she wraps its head with her lips clenched tightly and starts giving me a blow job then and there. I put my hand on the back of her head to keep her from ending it too soon, but she continues, drawing a bit more of my penis into her mouth. Though she only had a quarter of my penis’ length inside her mouth, it was all she could probably fit inside. I tried to reach under her to feel her breasts again, but found it difficult to do. Instead I reached down between her legs and started massaging her crotch. She was beginning to breath heavily from the attention I was giving her, managing to get my hand inside the leg band of her bathing suit and continue massaging her down there on her hot and wet bare flesh.

After a couple of minutes, she pulls off my penis and looks up at me though she still pumps it with her hand. For some reason she looks around us, seeing that the area was still empty and abandoned before looking back at me.

“You expecting something?” I ask.

“No, it’s not that.” She answers.

“Then, can I ask a couple of questions?” I ask.

“You can ask me anything.” She answers.

“Then, what you did, you did it because you wanted too or because it is expected of you to do?” I ask.

“A little of both.” She says.

“Both?” I ask.

“Both – because I wanted to try it out because I seen the other girls do it to you in the showers and you always seemed to like it, and because as your girlfriend I’m supposed to it. Right?” She explains.

“You do not have to do anything with me you do not want or like to do. I’m not forcing you to do anything you do not want or not like.” I tell her before asking, “Did you like doing it at least?”

“Well... I liked it because you seemed to like it.” She answers.

“Would it be something you would want to do more often? I mean, only if you want to do it.” I ask and say.

“I’ll do it for you anytime you want me too.” She says.

“I want you to do it because you like doing it. Seriously, some girls don’t like doing it and I can understand if you don’t.” I explain.

“I want to give you what you want as your girlfriend. I know that us being boyfriend and girlfriend is not going to be easy, but I promise you that I would give you anything I have and make it easy for you as best as I can.” She explains.

“And I want you to enjoy it as much as I do. If we are going to be girlfriend and boyfriend, it has to go both ways. I’m happy if you’re happy.” I say to her.

“Well... Uhm... can I ask, did you really enjoy it? Seriously, was it good for you?” She asks.

“I’m not saying that it was the best I ever had, but it ranks up there as one of them. It was not good, it was great. But it would be better if I knew you liked doing it as much as I like getting it.” I answer.

“Better than the other girls in the showers?” She asks.

“Better than any of the other girls in the showers, because there things are rushed, and here it is not. You can take your time and be relaxed in doing what you want, including that.” I answer.

Jeanie smiles at the answer.

“What do you want to do, continue or go home?” I ask.

“What I want, I do not want you to think I’m easy or anything like that, Fernando.” She says.

“I do not think you’re easy. You’re just a girl, with wants and needs like any other.” I interrupt her.

Jeanie sits up higher against me and kisses me on the cheek before whispering in my ear “I want to practice making a baby with you here and now even though we, I can’t ever get pregnant.” Then she pulls away from me, “But I have to tell you, I am a virgin but I do not have a cherry to give you.”

“Look, Jeanie. What you have or have not does not matter what we have as a couple.” I interrupt her.

Jeanie lets out a small smile at the answer before explaining, “That night after you save me, you know girls touch themselves and all that, well, I went in with my finger too deep and popped my cherry, but I was dreaming that it was you who popped it.”

I hold back from laughing, before whispering in her ear, “It’s OK. Really.” Then I pull away from her, asking, “How do you want to do it?”

“How?” She asks.

“You know, sex between you and I. I mean, don’t you as a Chinese have a certain way of doing it?” I say and ask.

“Other than from what I seen on those video tapes and magazines, I thought everyone does it the same way.” She says.

“Which way is that?” I ask.

“You on top of me.” She says.

“Oh...” I realize she was saying the missionary position is all she knows.

“You don’t know how to do it that way? What other way is there?” She asks, derailing my train of thought.

“No, it’s not that!” I know how to do it that way. I thought there was something more.” I say to her.

“Not that I know off, I mean from the magazines and video tapes.” She says.

“What would you like?” I whisper in her ear as I reach over to feel her breast with one hand and her crotch with the other. I follow it with a trailing kiss with down the side of her face and to her neck.

Jeanie positions her face to mine and starts another tongue wrapping French kiss. After placing her other arm behind her for balance, she begins to pump my penis again. Her one piece makes it difficult to get inside and touch her bare breasts. But she gets the hint and breaks off the kiss. She sits up and opening her legs and pulls her crotch panel of her bathing suit to the side. I reach over to her, putting my hand with her on her crotch, massaging her down there some more.

She puts her head on my shoulder, “Fernando are you going to pull out before you ejaculate your sperm?”

“It’s hard to do but if you need me to, I’ll do it.” I tell her.

“Don’t.” She says.

“Don’t? You want me to cum in you?” I ask.

“I want you to give it to me as I’m supposed to get it. And me being sterile, I can’t get pregnant.” She says as she turns her face towards mine, adding, “Lets do it now.”

We both look into each other’s eyes, with her nodding first and then I nod in reply before stepping between her legs on my knees. We kiss for a moment before falling back.

“Jeanie, I’m sorry if it gets too painful for you.” I whisper in her ear.

She whispers back, “I know it’s going to hurt, but I’m ready for it.”

“Then I’ll need some help from you guiding me in.” I whisper in her ear, taking my hand from hers on her crotch.

Jeanie nods as she takes hold of my stiff hard penis just under its head, and puts her other arm around my neck. With one last intimate kiss she holds onto me as we slowly fall onto her towel. I extend my arms out above her shoulders so I would not crash onto her as we fell. Landing softly we continue kissing as she rubs the head of my penis up against her labia. I can feel it split open and then enter her very tight vagina as she guides me in. She moans softly as I slide half of my length inside her, feeling the head of my penis press up against her cervix too soon. In my mind she has the best vagina I ever inserted my penis into. (And still does to this day).

I tried to be gentle with her, taking it slow and long with her. When we were not kissing, she was looking back at me biting on her lower lip and nodding, with a couple of times stating that she wanted it more or harder. It only took a few minutes to get my entire length in her, though as tight as she was she stretched out to accommodate me in her. Though I was stroking her with 1/2 the length I had, she was pushing up with me in every inward stroke. We begin to get harder and faster though I tried to be gentle with her at the same time.

For another 30 or so minutes, I can feel my testicles tighten up in preparation to pump its contents inside her. At the same time she was getting louder and longer with her moaning though she was trying to keep from getting too loud. She was getting her first sexual orgasm just seconds before mine. I can feel her vagina clamp down and spasm around my penis as I pin it up against her cervix and hold it there as my testicles begin to pump their life-giving gift to a girl that more than deserves it.

It takes a few minutes to finish pumping my load of sperm inside her, my penis pulsating inside her with each packet of sperm pumped into her uterus. She comes down from her sexual high as I begin the last few pumping pulses inside her. We just look at her each other, all hot and sweaty, the wind from the ocean breezes giving us some relief. Somewhere before she pulls me down for a last intimate kiss, she mouth the words, “I love you.”

I mouthed back, “I love you too, Jeanie.”

Some how she manages to regain her strength enough to pull me down to her and plant her lips on mine for one final kiss before we separated. I slowly get on my knees, drawing out my wilting penis from her still tight vagina.

Breathing heavy to recover, I let out, “God, that was the best pussy I ever had.”

Jeanie looks up at me, “I’m glad you liked it.” She sits up in front of me, taking my semi hard penis and examines it, saying, “And though you are my first and only, I hope it gets better the next times we do it.”

“If we continue, it will.” I say to her.

“Continue as boyfriend and girlfriend, right?” She asks.

“Of course, yes!” I tell her.

“We got to keep it a secret. My mom can help, but my dad can never know. You’re not Chinese, he’ll kill you.” She says as she looks up at me.

“I’m more worried about you than he. Not that I would kill him, but I’m sorry if I hurt him if I have to defend myself from his actions.” I explain.

“I know.” She says looking up at me before looking down at my penis.

“I would need to rest if you want to continue.” I explain.

“I know. Mom told me all about it. You got youth on your side so you can recover quickly. But I’m thinking of something else.” She replies.

“Of what?” I ask.

“Cleaning you up.” She says.

“Cleaning me up?” I ask.

“Yeah. My mother explained how and why. So...” She begins to say before she grips my penis a bit harder at its base, and begins to lick the head and shaft, licking off our mixed sexual fluids on my penis’ skin. Then she inserted the head in her mouth, continuing to lick and clean it like she was sucking on a blow pop lollipop. After another 5 or 10 minutes she finishes off as her cleaning job before letting me go. My penis begins to grow hard again from her given attention. She takes the crotch panel of her bathing suit and covers her vagina before getting up on her knees and presses her body against mine as we wrap our arms around each other. A couple of quick pecks on the lips, she looks at me and asks, “Is there anything more you want?”

I nod at her, “Your breasts.”

She continues to look at me and nod, letting me go, she reaches behind her shoulders and pulls the shoulder straps off her bathing suit and exposes her breasts to me. I kiss her lips for a moment as I palm her small breasts in my hand, each one fitting there like a large apple or orange but not bigger, though definitely firm. I kiss my way down he face, jaw, neck, shoulder and upper chest as I go for her closest breast to me, her left one, sliding my wet tongue around its tiny areola and hardening nipple. I suck on her nipple for the moment, making her moan softly before I switch over to the other breast. My hand was on the other breast my mouth temporarily abandoned.

Jeanie arches her back to give me more of her small mammary glands. I put my arm against her lower back to keep her from falling back from going too far. After a few more minutes, she pushes me off gently.

“Something wrong?” I ask.

“No.” She says with a sigh. With some logic emerging from her mind, she says, “It’s getting late. We, I should be going home.”

“Oh.” I reply. At a lost for words I say, “Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” She says to me. Looking at her self for the moment, “I need to change out of my bathing suit.”

“I’ll cover you with my towel.” I say to her as I reach over for it.

Jeanie grabs my extending arm and put it around her waist, “Did you mean what you said that I was the best you ever had?”

“Yes. If I could, I would ask you to marry me right now but neither one of us is ready for it.” I say to her.

“And I would have to say no, because of my father, not because we couldn’t. I would say yes if I could because I know you would do your best for me like you have done for the others.” She explains before letting out a held in laugh, “Being my first and I hope only, you spoiled me, Fernando.”

“You’re not my first but you’re the best thus far, Jeanie. If I can have you forever, I would.” I tell her.

She leans over and kisses me on the cheek before pulling away, “Help me change so I can go home.”

I grab my towel off the sandy floor and put it behind her to cover her from behind.

Jeanie starts to take off her bathing suit, holding onto my arm or balance as she stepped out of it one leg at a time. Folding the bathing suit in her hand she stands up in front of me, “I hope you like what you see.”

“I do.” I tell her.

“Good. I’ve always liked what I see you have. Hopefully we can see more of each other.” She says as she gets her panties from her bag. I let out a pent up sigh, forcing her to ask, “Is there something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired. It’s been a long day, I have been in school since 7 in the morning, and having sex with you was the best part of it.” I try to explain.

“I can imagine how you feel.” She replies.

“Speaking of how you feel, how are you... down there...” I ask, adding, “I hope I did not hurt you.”

“It hurt, a lot when you first went in. But after a while of getting used you being in me, it felt wonderiffic! I wish I could do it forever with you.” She explains.

“But how are you down there, now?” I ask.

Jeanie looks at me for a moment, biting her lip visibly hard for a second before answering, “Sore, and empty if you can imagine that.”

“I’m not girl but I understand. You were very tight, Jeanie. In that I thought I hurt you greatly.” I explain.

Jeanie smiles from hearing my concern for her. She then bends over and put on her panties, holding on to my arm for balance as she says,  “I’ll be fine. All girls go through this from what mom tells me, and I’m not alone in this. I have you.” She takes her bra from her bag and puts it on, adding to her words, “Besides, that was the first time for me, and it was a thousand times better than putting my finger in me and dreaming that you’re doing it to me.”

She takes a T-shirt as I tell her, “I don’t mean anything bad by saying this, but that was the best pussy I ever fucked.”

Jeanie just look at me for the moment, I misreading that she might be mad at me for the wording of my statement. But then she inches up on her toes, putting her arms around my neck and giving me an intimate French kiss for less than a minute. Though she breaks off the kiss, she still holds on to my neck, “I understand completely, and as crude and raw those words are, I’m happy that I have the best pussy you ever fucked.”

“You’re the best, period.” I tell her.

“And though you were my first, that was best so far. I hope it will get better.” She replies.

“I’ll do my best for you.” I tell her.

“I expect no less from you.” She replies before grabbing her pants to put on, “Now it’s your turn to get dressed.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get dressed quicker than you.” I say to her as I take away the towel from her and put on my shirt and pants before she can put zip up her pants and put on her polo shirt.

In another 5 minutes we were on the bus to head to the train to go home on. This time we were more intimate by holding hands and she was leaning against me. In the 20-minute ride, we discuss about having another date, perhaps a movie or go to Coney Island and enjoy the ride. There was at least one more date for the 16th, when we both had science regents to take, chemistry for her, and advanced physics for me. Since the beaches and pools wont be opened until the 28th, we might have another alone date at Riis Beach, if the weather is good.

The train ride was uneventful for most of the ride. But just in case we separated and stop holding each other’s hands when we reached our school’s stop in case somebody recognized us. Though she already has my phone number, we exchanged numbers on the train, and I promised not to call her unless it is an emergency. Living in China Town, Jeanie was only three train stops away from school while I was seven more stops away. When her stop came, we got off together, and I escorted her to the exit turnstiles. There we said our goodbyes and separated in our different ways.

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