…the bucket seats and plastic cup holder in the middle ruined the moment.
An anonymous reader named “Shannon” writes in:
After an entire semester of eye fucking each other in class, I finally
started having heavy make out sessions in my dorm room with the hot
virgin from my speech class. In a very trashy sort of way, we
established that we both thought taking his virginity would be a good
way to relieve the stress of finals week. My roommate was really
prudeish and always in the room, so we had to find another place to
go. It was 3AM. We first tried the back seat of my car, but the bucket
seats and plastic cup holder in the middle ruined the moment. We
decided to drive to a nearby park that I knew of from my experience
climbing. I assumed it would be deserted at 3AM. Who walks around
cliffs in the middle of the night anyway?
We walk into the woods a bit near the cliffs and find a spot and start
going at it. His hand is in my shirt, both of our pants are off. There
is some mutual fondling going on. After a few minutes, I start getting
paranoid. “Hey, did you hear that?” He tells me to shut up. “No, I
mean, I just saw a flash light or something.” But we’re so close to
having sex that none of us stop. Until I hear the voices and see the
flashlights of 20 something boy scouts and their troop leader walking
across the parking lot. I guess I wasn’t being paranoid. We ran to the
car, pants in hand, and got the fuck out of there.
I dropped him off at his dorm 10 minutes later and thanked him for the
finger bang and never saw him again.