Sex in Centerfield: A True Story
We were out of our clothes before we knew it. . .
When I first met Cheryl Lynn, it was at the start of our fifth grade year. I was already sitting in my desk when she walked in the door. Her long blonde hair tied up in a pony tail set off her features. Of course, I did not know anything about that then, but somehow, even then, I knew that me and her would end up together. I knew that she would be my first.The years past by us quickly. We started dating each other in our...