It’s a long time ago now but I remember that cool autumn evening when we drove down that quiet country lane. I was nervous and anticipatory and he was self assured and eluding to the fact it wasn’t his first time. I’m still not sure to this day if it was all front or if he had fucked before.
We drove for what seemed and age and eventually came to a halt close by a gate in to a farmers field. He wouldn’t be driving down to tend to his cattle at this time of night, it was about 9.30pm and pitch black outside.
I turned to my boyfriend and gave him a lingering look as I anticipated what was to come. He smiled at me and assured me that he was going to be gentle as he turned on the CD player. The gritty voice of Meatloaf came bellowing out as I recall it was paradise by the dashboard light, very appropriate…
To be continued.