Chapter 2

I had already met Samantha when Cynthia and I had parted ways. Sam was a year younger than me and in my computer class that mixed between grades 11 and 10. I don’t remember exactly what led to us dating, but that’s where we were a few months later.

Her father was Sri Lankan and her mother was European which made Sam a beautiful tan skin tone. She kept long flowing dark brown hair, was quite slim and had breasts that barely classified as B cup.

She and I had an amazing start to our relationship. We hung out with a big group of friends together at school. She introduced me to an MMORPG that we played all the time together as well.

The only hiccup was her guy best friend. Their friendship started before I even came into the picture so I had no real room to push him away. He was a good guy, he was my age and I was friends with him before I met her.

After only a few weeks of dating I took her virginity in her fathers basement. It wasn’t the best experience, she was nervous which was understandable. After that we had sex as often as most horny teenagers would. Not as much as Cynthia and I had that summer, but still a good amount. We also never wore condoms, once again we decided birth control was enough.

We almost got caught once having sex in her dad’s shower. I tried to play it off like nothing happened when I snuck out of the bathroom but he definitely knew I was just fucking his 15 year old daughter.

3 things were happening at the same time. 1, I was happily in love and having sex. 2, We ordered pizza all the time which increased both of our weights, and 3, she and I would spend every dollar we made playing this MMORPG. In the first year I had known her I personally spend $16,000 on this game, enough to buy a car at the time.

Since I was young and dumb and wasted all my money, I drove my family’s old car instead.

After a year of dating, things between us were really good. I was in grade 12 now and she was in 11. Her guy best friend got his own girlfriend and started to completely ignore Sam. I’m sure there was some sort of lesson for him in that.

March of grade 12 was when the accident happened. I was driving from my house to her house and we were T bones in an intersection. Her leg was badly injured and it took months to recover fully. I did my best to take care of her during this time but I was still finishing school and working while she was off.

(Side note: A few years later she told me she cheated on me and had sex with my best friend while she was recovering. A few years after that she downgraded it to just a kiss they had. And now the current story she tells me is that she never cheated and just wanted to piss me off because she was mad about how I wasn’t around enough while she was hurt. I believe the first time she told the story was the truth and she was down playing it now to spare my feelings. It’s been years though and I’ve moved on.)