i think ive had the best weekend of my life.
i met this boy who i'll just call
mhes 22 and hes in the army and he is the sweetest boy i think ive ever met.
me and my friend
v decided we were going to hang out with her exboyfriend and a few of his friends for the night and from the moment they picked us up, from the first glance i felt something
i was standing outside the truck while he was sitting in his and i couldnt stop looking he was tall and handsome and built, but not too buff
we got to the hotel they were staying at and we did the introductions and drank a little before
v decided to go off to get some beer pong balls with her exboyfriend
i, being the little kid that i am, was jumping from bed to bed when he grabs me and just sets me on the bed
we laid down while we were waiting for the beer pong balls to arrive then we started kissing a little
after about two rounds of beer pong i went to sit on the bed while
v and her exboyfriends other friend went outside to smoke a cigarette.
m gets up and locks the door and picks me up, laying me on top of him and we start making out and then i had the
greatest sex of my life, his kisses concealed the screaming.
after about an hour and a half we just lay there and i pretend to sleep and he starts playing with my hair and kissing my forehead and shoulders.
last night v and i went back over to the hotel and instead of staying at the party in the room we were in the night before we went into another room and we just drank beers and smoked hookah all night
we were laying on the bed and he asks for the millionth time how old i was and i said 17 and instead of being a smart ass and saying something funny he just smiled and says why are you hanging out with a bunch of old people (they were 19, 20, and 22) and i just laughed
we took a shower together, which i never ever do with anyone... not even my exboyfriend of almost 2 years! but in the shower he would move my hair out of my face so my mascara wouldnt run into my eyes.
and i never felt as good about myself as i did then, wearing nothing but a towel and a tank top, my hair dripping wet.
theres something about that boy that drives me crazy.
today we were driving from the beach and id randomly see him glance over and smile which would make me smile and he would say something stupid like "what you smiling about punk" which just made me smile harder.
after an amazing weekend im not sure what im going to do this week. the boys left today for georgia, which isnt too horrible, but they leave for iraq on october 14. im bummed to no end right now but this weekend was exactly what i needed.
