My Adult Observation

I was sixteen years old when I began dating. I was at college studying to become a children' nanny. I was going out with a guy aged seventeen called Lee. He was tall with dark brown hair and blue eyes. I met him at the bar I went to with my friends at the weekend. We went out on Friday evening to see films at the cinema. We often went out together on Sunday for a day out. Dating with Lee had been great because he had a wonderful sense of humour. I was so sad when his family emigrated off to Australia. They moved to a place called Palm Beach near to the city of Sydney.

I had felt so upset because I really had missed Lee. I had written to him but letters took one week to go from England all the way to Australia. I knew that I really wanted to go and see him but as a poor student there was no way that I could have done that. My friend Lily had tried to fix me up with a new boyfriend but I hadn't been interested at all.

One year later I began thinking about going dating again. I needed to find my true love and stay with him always. Yes, I had wanted to find a Mr Forever. In the college dining room I had noticed a guy with ginger hair looking at me. I had gone up to him said hello. He asked me if I wanted to join him to see a play called A streetcar Named Desire. I had gone with him to see the excellent dramatics. His name was Rory. The next week we had gone to a disco in town. I had a couple of drinks and then we had gone on a romantic walk along the White Cliffs of Dover.

Rory took me back to his study bedroom. We had sat on his bed and began cuddling. He had given me soft kisses and I had felt so happy. He had undone my trousers and he had pulled them off. I had noticed that his hand dancing about inside my bra. He had asked me if I wanted to sleep with him. I had said yes because I had wanted to lose my virginity. Dating with him from that moment on had become really serious. I am pleased that he had used a condom. He and I had enjoyed having sex together and afterwards he had told me that he had loved me. We carried on dating for the next three years.