This is the story of how my erotic fantasy went from imagination to real life. Anyways, my name is Dawna Anglin. Right now, I am an 18 year old grade 12 student attending Anthony Richmond Public High School. I am your typical high school senior. I shop with my friends, party, and of course eye the cute guy that passes me every once in awhile. I am about 5”6’ with long brunette hair up to my elbows. I am also quite toned due to all the shopping I do. Those bags can get quite heavy. Pretty classic huh? Well, I did warn you didn’t I? Oh wait! The one thing that some people mind find strange, is that I am at my last year of high school, and have never even did the dirty, if you know what I mean?
Yup, that’s me, the popular chick every girl wants to hate but can’t, and every boy wants to bend over and ...., you know. Your probably wondering, if I’m so popular, why haven’t I gone and done it already? Well, the simple answer to that question is that, well, I already have the perfect guy in mind. Who is he you ask? Well, that’s for me to know and for you to find out, a little later that is. But, I can tell you one thing, or maybe two things, maybe even three, depends on how few words I can describe this God. Okay, here goes. He is the hottest man I have ever laid my eyes on. Oh! And he’s hygienic. Yeah, that might sound kinda weird to you, but, I me and my girl friends all came together one day and thought of a list of things a guy needs to have or be in order to be considered a man. We created this list of criteria, in order to find Mr. Right. These rules are:
1. He must be CLEAN! I.e. take frequent showers or baths, use deodorant, groom eyebrows (unibrows are not acceptable), and of course, be trimmed or shaved in the right areas, if you know what I mean? 2. He must have a ROCKIN’ BODY! I.e. tight abs are a must, but six packs are a bonus, hard chest, firm biceps, and a nice squeezable butt. 3. He must be GENTLEMAN! I.e. he has to know the rule of no means no, and yes means yes. 4. He must be FUN! I.e. be able to show a girl a good time, in or out of bed. 5. He must be PRESENTABLE! I.e. you must be able to take him home to mom and dad or just out to the mall or a party; club or formal event. 6. He must have BEAUTIFUL EYES! I.e. self explanatory, but I’ll tell you anyways. His eyes must have the power to make you melt into his arms, huh... 7. Last but not least, Lucky number 7. He must, must, must be HUNG! I.e. to me, this might not be the most important, but all my girl friends say it is the golden rule. So hey, I must abide by it right? So yeah, that’s the list of things I must look out for in Jason. Oh right! I forgot, Jason’s the name of the guy I was talkin’ about. But, I’m sure you were able to put that all together. One thing that I should mention about Jason is that he’s my swimming instructor. Kind of lame right? A girl like me desperate enough to want a guy that teaches people how to swim at a local recreational centre. But hey, you don’t choose who you’re attracted to, right? Okay, well, this is where the story starts I guess. Well, you know that I take swimming classes at the rec centre, which I forgot to mention is called the halendale centre. I also neglected to tell you that my class consists of only 4 people including me. Yea, kinda small right? Well the centre has quite a few instructors, which allow for more intimate classes. Ok back to the story. So after my class last week which was a Monday, Jason made a terrible announcement, well actually it wasn’t that terrible, but I thought it sucked. He said he was going on vacation for one week in Italy to visit his friends or something like that. Yea, Jason is half Italian, and also half Spanish. A hot combination of ethnic backgrounds for sure. So of course I was shocked when he told us. I was even about to cry. Okay no, but I was emotionally depressed. That would mean missing one class with Jason. One class doesn’t seem that bad to some, but to me it’s like dying. So after class that day, I immediately went to my room, slammed the door and blogged about this on my site. How fragile the teenage psyche could be. I was a mess, the rest of the night. Okay, before I continue on with the story, I should take a little time telling you more about Jason, since I’ve only really told you he was my swimming instructor and that he seems quite clean. So here goes. Jason is probably about 5”9’ to 6” in height and has an amazing figure. His physique can best be described as tall, dark, and handsome. Which is girl talk for, perfection, but not all the time. I’ve been taking his classes for about two years now, so I may know quite a bit about him. Oh right, I said early he was of mixed race. He is half Italian, from his mother’s side, and part Spanish from his father who is actually half Italian himself. So Jason has a hot Latino look to him. A nice tan with a great smile that can light up the darkest cave. His beautiful body can only have been sculpted through vigorous exercise and working out. Oh, did I mention his big gorgeous hazelnut eyes? They sparkle every time the light hits it in the right spot. His puppy dog eyes is a sight many are lucky to behold. So I’m sure all of you are wondering how Jason stands in my criteria. Well let’s see shall we? 1. He must be CLEAN! – He showers after every class, so check. 2. He must have a ROCKIN’ BODY! – He’s a swimmer, OH YEAH! check. 3. He must be a GENTLEMAN! – He always asks how I’m doing, so check there too. 4. He must be FUN! – He makes me laugh constantly, a definite check. 5. He must be PRESENTABLE! – He is a mature man, check for sure. 6. He must have BEAUTILFUL EYES! – Check check check check check. 7. He must be HUNG! – Hmmm.....too bad I still don’t know. But from the looks of his shorts, I’m guessing he’s packing. Plus, Italians tend to have big penis’ anyways. So yeah, after 5 long days and 6 long nights, the weekend had finally come. Yay for Saturday! I was still sort of in my uneasy wreck because I knew Sunday was the day Jason was gonna leave. But early in the morning, around eight-ish, I received a call on my cell. And what luck would have it, It was Jason. WOW! what coincidence right? The phone call went something like this: Me: Hello? Jason: Hey, Dawna? Me: Yea? Jason? Jason: Yea, umm are you doing something later tonight? *I was so excited because I thought he was going to ask me out! But, unfortunately that wasn’t the case. But I don’t regret it one bit because the rest of the call went something like this. Me: Umm, no, I don’t think so, why? Jason: Because, I told you I’m heading out to Italy tomorrow right? Me: Yea, you did. Okay continue. Jason: I thought since I’m free later tonight, if you were interested in taking a lesson today Instead of having to miss the one on Monday? Me: Umm, yea, sure, I guess. Umm what time were you thinking? Jason: How’s 7, the rec centre closes at 8:30, so we shouldn’t have a problem fitting in an hour lesson. I'm gonna book the pool so that we would have a bit more privacy. If you could do me a favour that would be awesome.Me: Yea, for sure, what? Jason: Do you mind maybe calling the others and seeing whether they might be interested too? Me: Yea, okay.