Chapter 1

She couldn’t help herself. Linda grew up in church, but it just didn't offer the life she wanted. She believed in God. She just had visions of her future that didn’t involve being a religious girl.

Linda had an awkward friendship growing up. Her parents loved and respected their neighbors. They viewed them as a wholesome Christian family. They especially loved the neighbor’s son, Max.

Max was short for Maximillian. Unlike Linda, Max was much more reserved. Although he could be skeptical about religion, he was committed to some of the more common traditions because that’s just how he grew up.

He was a good kid. The young man took his academics seriously and achieved good grades. He also stayed relatively quiet and wasn’t very outspoken. He was never one who desired attention.

Because they were neighbors, and Linda’s family liked Max’s, they spent a lot of time together growing up. They went to the same schools, the same church, and even decided to go to the same college.

Max often provided rides for Linda since she didn’t have a car. He was also forced to tutor her since she didn’t take her academics as seriously as he did.

Max thought Linda was a beautiful girl. However, it was rooted in him to not think about her in a romantic way. Since they grew up together, it was just different for him. He also intended to remain a virgin until he was married, and did not see Linda as marriage material.

Linda, on the other hand, was not very attracted to Max. It wasn't that he was an ugly guy. He just wasn’t the bad boy that she fantasized about being with.

He was too nice, and she didn’t want a goody two shoes. She wanted a guy who could be a jerk. A guy who wasn’t afraid to be adventurous. She also wanted a guy with muscles and an attitude.

Though Max and Linda never considered being together, they were always associated with each other. After all, they were from a small town where rumors started quite easily.

The young neighbors were graduating from the same high school. On the final day of class, they carpooled in Max’s car, just as they did every other day. Linda had gotten quite used to making him the chauffeur.

At lunch, Linda ran into her best friend, Jesse.

“Are you coming tonight?” asked Jesse.

“Of course, I’m coming to your party!”

“Is Max coming?”

“Of course, he is. He hasn’t told me he’s going, but he’s my ride so he has to go.”

Jesse laughed at her answer. “You guys are so cute together, but you’re so mean to him sometimes.”

“I don’t think we’re cute together,” Linda responded as she laughed off Jesse’s claim.

“Have you ever thought about dating him?”

“Maybe I thought about it briefly,” said Linda, rolling her eyes. “But he’s really not my type.”

“I understand,” said Jesse. “I think you can do much better.”

“Me too.”

As the bell rang and the seniors left school for the final time, Linda found Max walking to his car.

“Ready to go?” he asked.

“I guess so,” answered Linda. As they got in the car, Linda stared out the window and sighed.

“Is something wrong?”

“High school just wasn’t what I thought it would be,” said Linda, staring off into space.

“What do you mean?”

“It just wasn’t as adventurous as they make it look on TV,” she answered with a sigh. “I thought there would be more drama and relationships. I never even had a boyfriend!”

Max raised an eyebrow. He never heard Linda speak like this before. “So, you wanted a boyfriend?”

“I at least wanted to try it,” she responded. “I wanted the adventure. I wanted the drama. School was just too boring. I mean, what if I die still a virgin?!”

“Why would you want more drama?” asked Max, raising an eyebrow. “Isn’t drama bad?”

“It is bad, but I need some kind of excitement,” said Linda. “I mean what movie or book do you know of has NO drama? If they had no drama, nobody would watch the movies or read the books.”

Max went into deep thought before responding with, “Cookbooks don’t have drama.”

Linda looked at him with confusion. “That’s not what I meant,” she said, as she rolled her eyes.

“What did you mean earlier?” asked Max, getting back to subject. “Are you really afraid of dying a virgin?”

“Well, yeah,” said Linda. “Aren’t you?”

“I guess so,” Max answered. “But I’m a long way from marriage anyways.”

Linda looked at Max as if she knew he was lying. “You don’t really expect me to believe you’re waiting for marriage, do you?”

“Well, yeah… Why is that surprising?”

“You’re not even that religious.”

“It’s not just a religious thing,” Max explained, going into deeper thought. “I just think it would be too weird to have sex with someone and then marry someone else. Don’t you think so? I mean, what if my future wife is a virgin who waited for me. Then I’d have to live with the guilt of not waiting for her. That’s not fair to her or me.”

“But what if you meet the perfect girl, and she’s already had sex,” asked Linda, in an accusatory tone. “Wouldn’t you wish you tried it before, so you two would be on an even playing field?”

“I guess that’s possible,” said Max. “But I’m more afraid of the first scenario. And besides, I think the perfect girl would wait for me.”

“Drop the good boy act, Max,” said Linda, as she rolled her eyes once again. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe him. It was more of her being tired of his boring outlooks on love and life.

“It’s not an act.”

Linda got serious as she looked Max in the face, though his eyes were still on the road. “So, you’re not even curious about sex?”

A brief moment of silence ensued before Max finally responded, “No.”

“You’re lying!” Linda exclaimed. She then giggled at Max’s persistence on the matter.

“Why don’t you believe me?” asked Max. “I just want to save it for marriage.”

“I believe that you THINK you want to save it for marriage because you’ve never been tempted. It’s easy to say you don’t want something when it’s never been offered to you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I bet when we get to college, you’re going to start getting tempted by girls. And then it won’t be so easy for you to wait until marriage.”

Though he didn’t want to admit it, Max was quite intrigued by Linda’s response. He had never contemplated this possibility. He didn’t have a response. The young man just stayed quiet until he pulled up to Linda’s house.

Linda put her hand on Max’s shoulder. “Thanks for always being there to give me a ride,” she said, with sincerity.

“No problem…”

As she exited the car, Linda held the door open to ask one more question. “Hey, Jesse is having a party tonight. Do you want to go?”

“Uh, not really,” Max responded. “I’m not really friends with Jesse or her friends.”

“You’re friends with me though,” said Linda.

“You’re going to be there?” asked Max.

“Of course,” said Linda. “She’s my best friend. Why wouldn’t I go?”

"How did you plan on getting there?"

Linda didn’t know what to say. She knew that Max caught her. "I...uhh... She was going to pick me up."

"You already told her that I'm giving you a ride, didn't you?" asked Max, with an annoyed face.

Linda giggled, trying to escape Max's accusation. "No, not exactly. I just figured you might want to go, and I could ride with you. If not, I had other options."

"Whatever…”

"Come on Max," sighed Linda. "You know I always consider what you want. And I knew you would want to go to the party."

"Obviously not."

Linda leaned over towards Max and placed her hand on his lap. "Come on. Please?" she said, as she batted her eyes.

Max was such a push over; he could be pressured into anything Linda wanted him to do. He didn’t have the heart to tell her, "No," so he unwillingly agreed, much to Linda’s excitement.

"Thank!" exclaimed Linda. "Please pick me up at seven!"

As he parked in his driveway, he pondered to himself, How does she always pressure me into things I don’t want to do? She’s not even my girlfriend!

That evening, Max showed up about fifteen minutes early. He texted Linda, letting her know he arrived.

"I'm still getting ready," she responded. "You can come inside and see my parents."

Despite not wanting to, Max parked his car and walked to the door. After knocking, he was greeted by Linda's parents.

"Congratulations on finishing high school!" said Linda's father.

"Thank you, sir," responded Max, as he shook his hand.

Linda’s mom then gave Max a hug as she thanked him for always providing her daughter a ride to school. She then told Max, "Be careful tonight and make sure Linda gets home safely."

Of course, Max agreed, as he planned on being back early, if possible. Linda’s parents then let him in the house so he could wait inside. Once he came in, Linda called for him to come to the restroom. When he got there, he was stunned to see how pleasant his young neighbor looked.

"You look nice," Max said, as he looked at the young beauty, straightening her long dark hair. She stood 5’5", but with her high heels on she was just as tall as Max.

Linda was wearing a small black dress, with pink and yellow flower designs all over. To keep a bit of modesty, she wore a pair of black leggings underneath the dress, to not show too much of her upper thigh.

"I’ve never seen you so dressed up," Max admitted.

"There's nobody to impress at school," responded Linda. "You look nice too," she joked. "In your polo and your jeans that you ALWAYS wear. You dress like my dad."

She laughed as she poked fun at Max’s lack of style. In her mind, his appearance matched his personality. He was too boring for her.

Max was about to shrug off her insult, as he always did, but before he could say anything, he noticed a ringing sound. "Is that your phone?"

Linda still had the flatiron in her hands, working on her long dark hair. "It's probably Jesse. Can you get my phone for me? It's in my room."

"Sure," said Max as he walked into his neighbor’s room. He tried to grab the phone in time, but as soon as he saw the caller ID, he noticed that Jesse had already ended the call.

He was a bit disappointed that he didn’t get to it in time, but figured it was no big deal. But as he looked down at Linda’s phone, he noticed the screen changed back to what she was last looking at.

Max was shocked to see that her internet browser was left on a porn website, halfway through a video. The eighteen-year-old young man became incredibly uncomfortable in his own shoes and closed out of the browser as quickly as possible.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! he thought. What do I do?

Max was not only anxious about invading Linda’s privacy, but also shocked that she actually watched porn. He decided it would be too embarrassing to bring it up, so he just brought Linda her phone like nothing happened.

When he arrived back at the restroom, Linda quickly said, "Took you long enough."

"Sorry… I had a hard time finding your phone."

Linda glared with her piercing eyes. "It was on my bed, in plain sight."

"Yeah, sorry," Max said, shaking at the knees. "I'm so dumb sometimes. Anyways, it was Jesse, just like you said."

The young, long-haired brunette decided to think nothing of it. She grabbed the phone and called Jesse back as soon as she was done with her hair. Max, not knowing what to do with himself, nervously walked to the car and sat in silence as he waited for his young neighbor to finish getting ready.

When Linda finally came and got in the car, he anxiously started driving, not knowing what to say. He knew he should say something, but he didn’t know how to start a conversation after his discovery.

Suddenly, the nervous boy noticed Linda rustling around in the passenger seat. As he looked over, he saw her pulling down her leggings.

"What are you doing?"

"Don’t look!" the young woman demanded. "My parents would never let me out in this short dress. That’s why I wore these leggings under… to trick them into thinking it was my actual outfit."

Max nervously looked forward, trying not to catch a glimpse. "Maybe you should keep them on," he said as he gulped.

"First you dress like a dad, and now you act like a dad?" Linda asked, as she giggled and poked fun at her young neighbor again. "Look, I had to dress conservatively all throughout high school. I'm going to dress how I want from now on. I look good, and I deserve to flaunt it."

"Okay," Max replied, on the verge of sweating.

"I'm finished," said Linda, as she pulled her dress down to cover herself. "You can look now if you want."

Max looked over and noticed Linda’s long beautiful legs coming from her short dress. "You don’t think it’s too revealing?"

"You're such a prude," she responded. "Don't you think I look good?"

"You look nice," Max replied, not knowing how else to respond. The situation was already awkward enough for him. But having discovered the porn on Linda's phone made the car ride even more uncomfortable.

Linda could sense something was wrong with her young neighbor. "What is going on with you today?"

"What are you talking about?" asked Max, trying to play it off.

"You’ve been acting strange…You’ve been weird in the car. You even acted weird at my house. What is your deal?"

Max was too nervous to respond. He could not think of an excuse without revealing what he saw on her phone. He simply remained silent as he continued to drive.

"You've been acting weird since.... You've been acting weird since... since... since you handed me my phone."

As sweat drops began to run down Max's forehead, Linda realized that there was something to her accusation. She continued to dig. "Did you go through my phone?!" she asked, accusing him of breaching her privacy.

"I didn’t!"

The young lady could see it written all over his face. She quickly went through her phone, wondering what he could have witnessed.

Linda went through her text messages but didn’t see anything. She then went through her recent photos and still didn’t find anything noteworthy. What could he possibly have seen? she frantically thought to herself.

She finally checked her browser and realized the last page she was on. "Ah, shit!" she exclaimed, realizing the embarrassment that was upon her. The young brunette's face became red as she began accusing Max. "Why did you go through my phone?"

"I didn't go through it!" he tried to explain.

"So, you did see what was on my phone!" Linda pointed out. "I caught you red-handed!"

"I didn’t go through your phone!" he argued. "I tried to grab it before it stopped ringing. Once the call stopped, the screen went back to whatever you were looking at last. Your phone automatically went back to that porn site that you must have been watching earlier."

"You shouldn't have been looking at my phone in the first place! I just asked you to bring it to me, not look at the screen."

Curiosity got the best of Max. "What were you doing watching porn anyway?"

Linda was red in the face with embarrassment. She felt that Max was judging her, so she got defensive. "What do you mean?" she snapped.

"Why would you watch porn?"

"Why does anyone watch porn?" she scoffed. "I was just curious, I guess. Don't you watch porn too?"

Max quickly denied it. "No, of course not."

Linda rolled her eyes and snapped, "Max! Don't even try to lie about watching porn! First you try to say you never think about sex before marriage. Now you don't even watch porn?"

"I don't," he quickly responded.

She could tell Max was nervous, but no matter how hard she pressed him, he would not admit it. "Max, I've known you since we were kids. I know when you're lying and telling the truth."

"I’m not lying!"

Linda rolled her eyes once again before shrugging off his persistent stance. Then she asked, "Do you think it’s bad that I watch porn?"

"I... uh... I... I just didn't know girls watch porn."

Linda took a deep breath before responding. "I guess I do it to help me get off."

Max was now blushing uncontrollably. He did not mean for the conversation to ever get this uncomfortable. His heart raced, but he did not know what to say.

As they pulled up to Jesse’s house, Linda looked over to him and asked, "Don’t you use porn to masturbate?"

"I don't masturbate," said Max, bloodshot red.

"Are you lying to me?"

"No... I've never masturbated. It just feels too awkward and weird."

For the first time during the car ride, Linda believed something Max said. However, she was not ready to concede to all of his statements.

"I believe you… but I don’t believe you are completely innocent either. I think you watch porn. And I think if you were tempted with sex, it would be a much harder choice than you think.”

Max sat there in silence, contemplating Linda’s statements. He could not bring himself to confirm nor deny any of her accusations.

Before he could say another word, Linda asked, "For example, if I wanted to have sex with you, would you be able to say no?"

"Have sex with you?" he asked, shaking. "I uhh..."

"Let me be clear," Linda interrupted. "I would never want to have sex with you. But if I wanted to, you wouldn’t be able to reject me."

Although Linda made it clear that it was just a hypothetical question, Max almost felt that the option was actually on the table. He was nervous, never facing a woman before who talked about sex.

"No... I'm waiting till marriage," he finally responded. "Remember?"

Though Linda knew it was just a hypothetical question, she felt offended and rejected. "I don’t believe you, Max!" she shouted.

As the young brunette opened the door, she looked at her neighbor and said, "Don’t act like you could reject me if I wanted to have sex. You and I both know that you would have sex with me in a heartbeat if I let you." She then slammed the car door before heading into Jesse’s house.

Max was left in silence, pondering his own thoughts. Why did she get so mad? Could I really reject her? Would she really want to have sex with me?

The young man snapped out of it, deciding that the whole thing was preposterous. Women are just crazy, he said to himself, before finally leaving the car and heading into the party.

Once inside, the two went their separate ways. Max found some of his guy friends and Linda found some of her girl friends, including Jesse.

Alex, one of Max’s friends, noticed them walking in together. "So, are you two together?" he asked.

"Linda and me?" asked Max with a surprised face. "No… She’s just my neighbor."

"She looks really good today," said Alex as he checked Linda out.

"Yeah," Max quietly responded.

He took a second to fully appreciate Linda’s beauty for the first time. She looked so good in her little dress. He never had the chance to appreciate her curves. It was the first time he saw Linda show off so much skin.

"If you're not going to date her, do you think I have a shot?" asked Alex.

"I don't think she's interested," Max responded, staring at Linda.

"You don't think she's interested in you, or me?" his friend attempted to get him to clarify.

Max continued to stare at his pretty childhood friend. "Yes."

"Wait, what?" asked the confused Alex.

Suddenly, Max noticed the girls beginning to pour shots. He quickly walked over to Linda after he noticed Jesse handing her a shot glass. "Hey, what are you doing?"

“I’m taking a shot. What does it look like I’m doing?”

The innocent boy could not believe what he was hearing. “You shouldn’t be drinking alcohol,” he said.

“Seriously, Max?” she exclaimed as she stared at him with disgust. Then she looked over to her friends and said, “Hey girls, my dad doesn’t want me to drink,” as she pointed at Max.

“I’m not pretending to be your dad,” said Max, frustrated at her behavior. “But your parents are going to be pissed at me if they find out you were drinking.”

Linda laughed right in Max’s face. “Don’t be silly. They won’t find out if I just have one drink.”

“Yeah!” said Jesse. “She’s just going to have one shot.”

“Are you sure?”

“I promise, Daddy,” said Linda, still poking fun at Max.

The girls began to laugh as they watched how easily Max was manipulated. Everyone knew Linda was not going to have only one shot. Everyone knew except Max.

When Max finally left the girls alone, they continued to take more shots as they cheered to a successful high school career. Though the girls considered it a success, they were well aware of Linda’s displeasure.

“I’m sure you’ll lose your virginity in college,” said Jesse.

“Yeah, there’s going to be a lot of hot guys there,” responded Linda as she gulped down another shot.

As they went from shots to mixed drinks, the conversation turned towards the only guy in Linda’s life.

“Have you ever thought about dating Max?” asked Jesse. It was the question on everyone’s mind.

“No!” Linda immediately answered. “He’s definitely not my type.”

“Yeah, he doesn’t seem like your type.”

“I want somebody really hot,” said Linda. “I want him to sweep me off my feet. Max is too safe for me. I want someone dangerous.”

Jesse agreed. “You’re right. Max is nice, but you can do better.”

“There will be plenty of hot guys at college,” said the cute brunette, with a wink.

After Linda aggressively sucked down another drink through a straw, she slammed her cup and said, “I can’t wait to lose my virginity in college!”

Jesse and the other girls looked at her surprised, but they understood where she was coming from. College, after all, was the place to make mistakes and learn.

“Don’t worry,” said Jesse. “I’m sure all the hot boys will want to have sex with you.”

“You think so?” asked Linda.

“Of course!” said Jesse. “You know you’re hot!”

“I am!” she agreed. “Any guy would want to have sex with me, right?”

“Absolutely,” responded all the girls.

As the buzz turned into total inebriation, Linda put her cup down and glared over at Max. Any guy would want to have sex with me, she repeated in her head. He had to be lying… He can’t resist me.

As the party went on, Max watched Linda from afar. He could tell she was having fun, but he figured that she was probably too drunk by now.

She had to have been lying, he thought to himself. She drank more than just one shot.

He tried to not pay attention to Linda’s crazy behavior and just have a good time by himself. However, he couldn’t help but notice how drunk she was getting. As the party went on, the responsible young man decided it was time to grab Linda and leave.

He put his hand on Linda’s shoulder. “Hey, I need to go home now. My mom needs me.”

Linda was just drunk enough to wrap her arms around Max’s shoulders. “You’re such a good boy!” she jokingly shouted.

Max was a bit confused. Although Linda was drunk, he never expected her to touch him so aggressively. “I need to get you home anyway.”

“Damn it, Max!” she fussed before quickly saying her goodbyes. "Fine!"

As they got outside, Max noticed she was stumbling around, having a hard time walking on her own. He placed his hands on her waist and helped her to the car.

The respectful young man carefully helped his young neighbor into the passenger seat while she acted ungrateful, despite needing his help. “You don’t have to treat me like a baby,” she said as she folded her arms and looked out the window.

As Max started the car, he responded, “I just don’t want you to get in trouble.”

“Jesus Christ,” said Linda as she rolled her eyes once again. “You don’t always have to be such a goody goody. I’m fine!”

“You’re not fine. You’re drunk.”

Linda felt threatened and immediately became defensive. “Who are you to judge me?”

“I’m not judging you,” Max responded. “But your parents will get mad at us if they see you like this. Just try to sober up. When I get you home, try to immediately get into bed and get some rest.”

In that moment, Linda felt a bit better that Max wasn’t judging her. She knew deep down that he was right. Her parents would be angry if they saw the state she was in. Her parents would also be mad at Max for letting her get that intoxicated, and she knew that would not be fair.

“Thank you,” she quietly said as she patted his thigh with her left hand.

Max thought it was weird but just assumed she was drunk and meant nothing by it. “Just close your eyes and sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get to your house.”

Linda agreed, but right as she closed her eyes, she remembered to put her leggings back on. Just in case her parents saw her coming in, she didn’t want them to see her only wearing the small dress.

Because Linda was intoxicated, she had a hard time getting the leggings on in a decent manner. Her small little dress came up, exposing her underwear as she tried to pull the leggings up.

Max noticed her struggling and couldn’t help looking over at her. He then realized her small dress had risen around her waist.

As she maneuvered to get her leggings on, her dress came up even further. He didn’t intend on taking a peek, but Linda’s exposed ass in her navy-blue thong caught his undivided attention.

The responsible young man became incredibly nervous and started blushing as he tried to focus back on the road. The thought of Linda wearing a thong never crossed his mind before. He didn’t want to be a creep but he looked over at her once again, hoping to catch another glimpse of her ass.

Two times must have been one too many because Linda noticed his eyes on her. "What are you looking at?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing!" he quickly said as he focused his eyes on the road and blushed.

No matter how drunk Linda was, she wasn't going to let this go. "You were totally checking me out! You're a peeping Tom!"

"You were basically flashing me," said Max, trying to shift the blame on her.

"You sure are quick to look at my ass for someone who would NOT have sex with me," she pointed out.

She wasn't going to let it go. Linda did not like the idea of someone rejecting her for sex. She had to prove it to herself that a guy, especially Max, could not resist her.

"It was an accident!" he quickly exclaimed. "I didn't mean it, and you're drunk. I just want to get you home."

"Just admit it, Max!" said Linda, leaning towards the young man. "You were checking out my butt. You could have looked away but you didn’t. You were STARING because you want to have sex with me!"

"No! You're drunk and I don't want to have sex with you!"

"Oh yeah?!" said Linda, before leaning over and putting her hand on Max’s crotch.

"What are you doing?!"

"You don't want me so this shouldn't do anything to you, right?" she said, daring Max to not get turned on.

Max tried to pull her hand away but was unable to. "Hey! I’m driving!"

"Oh, what’s the problem, Max?" she teased. "Afraid of being turned on?"

As she continued to rub his crotch, she could feel his penis getting hard through his jeans. "Your dick seems to like it," she teased.

Max continued to panic. Luckily for him, he was just about to pull up to Linda’s house to drop her off. As he parked the car, he was able to grab her hand.

Although he held her by the wrist, Linda continued to rub his cock through his jeans. "What's the matter?" she asked. "Afraid of being turned on by me?"

"No! You're just drunk," he responded.

"I'm not as drunk as you think I am," she said. Linda could feel the outline of his cock through his jeans and began rubbing even harder. "You're so turned on," she said, giggling.

Unfortunately for Max, Linda was right. He had never been this turned on in his life. He could have never guessed that his pretty neighbor could get his penis so hard. But as aroused as he was, he didn’t want to take advantage of Linda while she was so intoxicated. It took everything in his power to ask her to stop one last time.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?" Linda asked, as she stroked the outline of his cock with her finger tips.

Max hesitated before saying, "Yes, please stop."

She quickly pulled her hand away and smiled in Max's face. Although he rejected her again, she could see the conflict in his eyes. Linda knew that Max wanted her to continue, but he was just trying to do the right thing.

"Fine," she said as she opened the door and stepped out.

Before Linda shut the door, she looked back at her sexually frustrated neighbor and said, "Bye bye!" with a smile and a wink.

Max was confused and frustrated at the same time. He took a minute to catch his breath as he watched Linda walk into her home. He took several deep breaths, hoping to get his erection down, but it didn't work.

The young man was still left with a stiff erection by the time he parked the car in his garage. He was lucky that his parents weren’t awake to see him. He wasn’t even sure how to hide it.

Tired from the eventful night, Max rested on his bed while staring up at the ceiling. He was still unable to get his erection down. He was left contemplating whether or not he made the right decision to stop his cute neighbor.

Max eventually decided that he made the right choice. But even though he was glad he stopped Linda from going further, he was unable to stop thinking about how good she made him feel.

Unfortunately for the young responsible man, she was just getting started.

To be continued…