Chapter 1: ... Their Meeting

Bobby was sixteen and three months and felt he was too old now for the stereotypical British youth club scene, he felt he should now be casting his net out in the older man’s world of Disco and rave parties, however on this night he agreed to go along with his mate, (Kevin) to the local Friday night youth disco. Later he was to admit he was glad he had gone along because tonight he was to meet his angel.

Bobby despite being sixteen and three months was still technically a virgin because although he had a few girls that would suck him off or jerk off his six inch prick; he had never inserted his penis into the heavenly place of a woman’s vagina. Yet his six foot frame and developing hard muscles from his job as an apprentice coal face worker; made him a favourite with the local girls but he wanted more; I suppose the correct phrases would be he wanted a trophy wife. Someone he could show off to friends and family and to impress them as to how well he was doing; stupid I know!

But in the world of teenagers, it is often the case of not wanting to be the one saddled with the dog of the group. I apologise to the ladies reading this but it was the phase boys went through.

Angie had just turned sixteen in the last few days and could never be described as a dog but then again she would not turn over any ground as a beauty model. She unlike Bobbie loved to go to these fortnightly disco’s at the local youth club because she love to dance whether alone or in a group she had natural rhythm and poise on the dance floor. She was just over five feet tall and you could almost say a bean pole appearance for she was slim to the point where you might consider her to be anorexic but she was not. Her medium bust of a 36C looked too large for her figure but her long shoulder length blonde hair framed her pretty face to a tee.

As soon as Bobbie arrived at the youth club disco he tried to put his name down for a slot on the snooker table but found it fully booked and he expected at least half these names would not get onto the table before the 11pm closing time of the club, he was a fair to good snooker player but even his matches took over twenty minutes to complete. Now feeling miffed he entered the second prefabricated building that was being used as a disco; to be fair it was just the outer shell of the prefab building with the walls and ceiling painted black; there were two rows of six foot long ultraviolet fluorescent tubes and four large lamp shade type ceiling lights for when it came to the time to close the building.

Added to this basic layout they had acquired two disco projector lamps and a selection of six psychedelic discs which created patterns on the black walls and finally there was the mandatory glitter ball halfway down the ceiling which turned on a small 12 volt motor, even without the main beam of white light hitting the globe the effect was rather good.

As soon as Bobbie walked into the disco hall he spotted this five foot tall blonde bombshell amongst the crowd of Girls whom were milling about on the left hand side of the hall. He joined some of the guys who were on the opposite side of the hall. Quickly he asked if anyone knew the blonde beauty and after initial bouts of micky taking someone told him her name was Angie and she was alone but something of a cold fish. Which as every teenage boy would tell you is plain talk for she does not put out for anyone. Bobbie never took his eyes off the girl and finally after five songs he plucked up courage to ask her to dance.

He walked towards her in a roundabout way and finally he was there within touching distance of her and he had to witness her put down of another boy who asked her to dance. Thinking quickly he decided to be more forthright with her and he cheekily said, “Grab your coat babes you’ve pulled.” Half expecting to the told to piss off he was surprised the tacky approached had worked for she took his hand and said “let’s see how you dance first?”

Just his luck, the DJ suddenly slowed the tempo of the evening with a slow smoochy number and he almost bottled out knowing he would now be holding her close. The thing now going through his mind and straight to his cock was her tits pressing into his chest; he noted how soft they felt and he could not understand why because every other girl he had managed to have a feel of their tits, they were always semi hard to the touch because of the heavy wired bra.

All to soon the dance finished and he was about to walk away when Angie said, “Would you mind taking me outside for some fresh air!” hoping his luck was in and he hoped to be able to boast to his friends that she was not an iceberg but instead a hot sensual beauty.

However once outside she walked towards a bench illuminated by the street lamp it backed on to and she sat down and simply patted the space beside her. Bobby’s first reaction was to turn round and walk away after all he was not going to be her lapdog and follow her commands willy-nillie.

But he decided he would sit beside her but tell her not to tell him what to do ever again. No sooner had he sat down, Angie seemed to read his mind and she cut him to the quick by saying, “I am sorry for telling you to sit in that way but I just did not want you to leave just yet!” Now Bobby smiled and received as he thought a very sexy smile in return.

As they sat talking she allowed him to hold her hand and between them, they managed to extract lots of personal information from each other without asking direct questions; more importantly they seemed completely at ease with each other. Surprisingly Angie told him that she intended to remain a virgin until she was married and Firstly Bobby thought it a strange statement to make on their first meeting but also he felt it was sensible of her to mention this as it prevented problems later.

Ask Bobby about that first night and he will tell you his world changed that night for he had met an angel by the name of Angie and his heart was stolen before 10 pm on that same night. Angie too felt the kiss of romance on that first meeting and the quickly exchanged home addresses just in time for the club to close and everyone to begin wandering off home. Despite his mates calling for Bobbie to come with them as they had a couple of girls that had agreed to go onto a party with alcohol. Bobbie said he was going to give it a miss tonight and found himself resisting the moment to say good night to his new Angel. So he walked her home and got a single kiss on the forehead just before they arrived on the road where Angie lived. She quickly explained she was going to say good night here because the neighbours were very active of twitching front curtains. Despite them both saying goodnight neither one seemed to be making an effort to leave. Finally Bobbie took the decision and stepped forward and kissed Angie’s cheek as he cuddled her before stepping back and romantically kissing her hand and walking backwards away from her. She actually laughed when he stumbled backwards a little and she now turned to go home, with a quick call out of “Goodnight Sir Galahad!” she was gone.