Brandon and Gwen sat in silence for a moment until Gwen reminded
Brandon about the night she lost her virginity.
"It was right in this same spot. Do you remember?" She asked
Brandon as she smiled.
"Oh yeah I remember," Brandon said as he began to stroke Gwen's
hair,
"just like it was yesterday."
"What happened, since you remember?"
"You know what happened." Brandon said as he looked at Gwen slyly.
"No refresh my mind,"
Gwen said as she faced Brandon for the first
time, "help a sista out."
Brandon reached for his CD case as he began to tell the story. He
removed a compilation CD of old school jams and slid it into the CD
player. He set it to play one song on repeat mode. Brandon paused
while telling the story until the song began to play. It was Maybe We Can
Try Again by the group Champagne.
"It was a Thursday, no Friday night," Brandon began.
"Get it right, it was a Saturday night," Gwen interjected.
"OK, it was a Saturday night." Brandon agreed.
"We had just
returned from one of those long drives on a destination to no where and
stopped at 7-eleven to get a drink and a bag of Doritos before we went
back to your place.
You didn't know," Brandon continued,
"but while I
was in the store, I picked up a package of condoms. You know,"
Brandon
began to laugh, "a brotha was hoping to get lucky. I paid for my items
and walked back to the car. The whole way back you were looking at me
as if you knew what I had just bought. When I got in the car, you looked
at me more and told me how much you loved me and that there would be
nothing that you wouldn't do for me as long as I was true to you."
An air of silence entered the vehicle as Brandon took a deep breath
and continued.
"I asked you what was wrong, and you told me that nothing was
bothering you. I started the car and drove up Mullholland. While I
drove, you reached over and began to rub my inner thigh making my
Johnson hard."
"I really remember that," Gwen said as she released a smile.
"I bet you do," Brandon continued, "you almost made me crash."