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Will You Please Pop My Cherry, Please?
by
TJ Nachito
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2012
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I never thought I would get myself involved in a May-December-type relationship, let alone faced with the task, or honor, of relieving a young woman of her virginity. Me? A cherry-popper? That’s what an older woman said to me when I was a young man and had my first-time sexual encounter with. She thought it was funny. In my case, the matter was no funny; no, it was serious and romantic.
I was jobless, as I often found myself. I was single, having been dumped by my last girlfriend a few months before.
I was alone.
I was in my room lying down in my bed. I turned to see the clock on my stereo and noticed it was already noon. The weather seemed nice since the light that managed to make it’s way through my blinds was pretty shiny and
illuminated the room quite nicely. I was wondering what to do when I heard a noise come from outside, some kind of splash.
Curiosity got me up to the window. I looked down from my position and looked in the neighbors’ backyard. There I saw a young girl surface in the pool. Her name was Sheila. I didn’t know much else since I hadn’t met them personally, but it’s what I knew from what my parents had said. In fact they had moved in a month ago but I hadn’t had the chance to even see what they looked like.
From my point of view I couldn’t really be seen unless observed closely. I kept watching at the young girl as she swam in the large pool they had. At least she seemed to enjoy it, not like the previous owners who never used it. As I watched, she got out of the water, walked to a sun chair and laid down on it facing upwards. She looked really cute, and I wondered how long she’d be laying down there. I got up from my bed and went to my closet to look for those binoculars that I had rarely used. I found them and went back to the window only to realize she had gone in.
The next days had been rainy and it was useless to expect my young neighbor to swim in the pool, so I had gone out for most of those days. As I walked back home after being to the arcade, I heard someone running in
my direction from behind and naturally I turned back and noticed it was Sheila who was running back home from the convenience store. I waved at her as she
approached until she slowed down and got under the umbrella I was holding.
“Sheila, right?” I asked, not sure of what to say in the moment.
“Yes. How do you know my name?” she replied, as she was breathing rapidly from the short run she took.
“My parents told me about you when you moved in, you probably know better than me. We actually live next door,” I explained to her.
“Oh. Nice to know you?” she said, and I heard the hesitation at the end of the sentence.
She didn’t say anything as we started walking back home. I turned my head to look at her as we did. She was a pretty cute blonde, in her mid teens. As I almost stared at her, I noticed how well her wet t-shirt was hugging her upper body, and couldn’t help but stop my eyes right on her chest. I could clearly see the outline of her small bra, but I’m sure her breasts weren’t bigger than a handful. I realized I was staring and looked away, just in time to notice we were arriving.
I walked Sheila to her doorstep and saw her get in as she thanked me for the walk. I went home as she closed the door and started thinking. She was rather nice looking, and her cute developing body would need closer inspection once the weather gets sunny again and she goes back in their pool.
The next day was warm and sunny. For some unknown reason I was up at eight. I went down to the kitchen and found a note from my dad asking me to take care of the grass in the backyard. I looked outside by the glass doors and wondered why grass needed such care when it didn’t even looked long. In any case, I ate breakfast first and by around nine thirty I got out. I was walking towards the shed when I heard someone walking on the other side of the wooden fence that separated our backyard from the other.
At first I didn’t pay much attention to it, but then I wondered if it could be Sheila. I made my way to the fence taking special attention not to make any noise. I tried looking through some planks but didn’t saw a thing so I moved to one side until I could see something.
There she was, laying her large beach towel on the sun chair. Once she was done she walked towards the edge of the pool and jumped in. I heard the splash of the water and waited for her to surface. I saw for an instant her head before she started swimming. Then all I could hear was the movements of the water.
I supposed she would swim for a while, so I decided than rather to wait for her to be done and get out I’d better lawn the grass as I was asked. Besides, I’d have all the time I wanted afterwards.
