Chapter 7: Amber

DECEMBER, 2003

New month, new journal, new Amber. That's the way I looked at it. After what had happened towards the end of November, I felt like a different person.

It wasn't just losing my virginity. That made a big impact, sure--but it was also a gift, courtesy of Mike and Lily. It opened my eyes to the enormousness of sex, but that just confirmed a lot of what I had suspected. It made me feel very good, but I'd expected that, too. It gave me some insight into what kind of people my sister and future brother-in-law truly were--but that, too, I think I had known all along.

It may have been the next day that really made me feel like a brand new person. Mike had presented me with a gift--but Darren hadn't. I had seduced him. It was all me. That gave me a jolt of confidence. With what had happened throughout the fall with Jenna and all them, I needed the confidence.

And then there was Joe. What he wrote in his journal... well, I don't know if I could ever repay that. It was wonderful. It made me go all fuzzy inside.

OK, thinking about that made me realize, I guess I was affected by losing my virginity to Mike. I was affected because it was just one small indicator of his generosity--and, let's not forget, Lily's. They truly loved me. Joe made me remember that, because he was a true friend.

Sometimes I get caught up in my own misery. I have to remember sometimes that people, good people, love me. And that made me feel even better.

So, when I went back to school on Monday, the first of December, it was with a whole new attitude. I felt good. I was determined to make the most of things.

What I wasn't prepared for was the stir I caused.

I wore clothes--not to mention a coat--to school, because it was cold. I went to my locker and stripped down as usual. There were a lot of other people there stripping, no surprise what with the cold. So, I nodded and smiled to people I knew and got my clothes off. Then, naked, I started piling my clothes into my locker.

That's when the pointing and staring and gasps started. I had almost forgotten--the shave!

"Oh my God, you shaved your cunny?" Jordan gasped. "That's radical!"

"Yeah. I tried it out and found out I really liked it."

"Where did you get the idea for that?" she asked.

"I'll tell you later," I grinned.

It really did cause quite a fuss. The guys thought it was great. The girls--some of them couldn't understand why, but the rest seemed intrigued. I got lots of comments, though, throughout the whole day.

At lunch, I sat with Jordan, Tiffany, Joe, and Moose. As we sat down, we were joined by someone else--Justin. He sat down next to me and said, "Please don't leave."

I had seen what he had said about me in Joe's journal, so I was more receptive. "OK."

"I owe you an apology. I judged you based on what other people said and that was wrong."

"Apology accepted," I said with a smile. He grinned, and held out his hand. I shook it.

After soccer practice that day, Rosa came up to me. "So, what do I have to do?"

"Excuse me?"

"What do I have to do to prove to you that I'm really sorry and that I want to be friends again?" she said, looking horrible. "This is eating me up inside."

I decided then that I was going to let her off the hook, but not before playing again. "What do you have to do?" I said with a grin. "Well, you could lick my pussy."

She immediately dropped to her knees--but she was grinning too. "Right here in the middle of the soccer field?" she said.

"Yeah, that might be a bad idea, huh?" I laughed.

She stood up, and I wrapped her in a hug. "Apology accepted."

"Thank you," she said.

"Then again, I should've let you. I mean, I had sex on this soccer field a couple days ago."

"What? With who?"

"Darren Walker."

"Wow," she said. "Darren Walker took your virgnity?"

"No, actually, he was my second. I actually lost my virginity the day before. To Mike."

"Mike who?" she asked.

"Mike. You know, Mike? My sister's boyfriend?" Rosa's eyes bugged right out of her head! "Lily told him to, by the way. This wasn't behind her back."

"Wow! How was it?"

"Fantastic," I said. "And I was so pent up the next day that, after you guys left practice, I seduced Darren right on the soccer field."

"You scamp," she laughed. "So, feeling better?"

"Lots better," I admitted.

I felt even better the next day. It was our last soccer game of the season.

And we finally won a game.

It was against Davis-Lycoming, the team I thought we had a chance to beat back in October. The game that led to the big blowout between Jenna and I. Yeah, that team.

This time the game was at their place. Jenna was firmly esconced right where she belonged, on the bench. We won 2-0. I even scored a goal, on a corner kick. Torie kicked it out of the corner, right to me, and I slammed it home.

It was such a relief to finally win a game. Though I wasn't going to soon forget a soccer season where my team finished 1-17. I hoped I never had to go through that ever again!

Next year, we'd be better. We'd have a season under our belts, we'd all be a year older, and we'd have Tiffany.

School was getting better. I wasn't the school pariah anymore. However, I still didn't seem to be attracting all that much in the way of male attention.

I probably could've gotten Darren Walker to hit the pods with me. However, at that moment I was looking for a little variety. Having finally gotten laid twice in two days at the end of November, I wasn't going crazy or anything anymore. I figured if I really got hard up, I could hitch up with Darren again. But first I was looking for some variety.

I didn't really find anything at school. Like I said, I wasn't attracting a lot of that kind of attention.

On a Saturday in December, a couple of weeks before Christmas, I decided to head to the local mall. Dad dropped me off and we set a time for him to pick me up. I had to do some Christmas shopping, but I also had to do some shopping for myself. I needed shoes. I needed a new pair of sneakers, plus I needed a decent pair of dress shoes, for the soccer team banquet and some Christmas family stuff. Dad liked to dress up and go out for dinner on Christmas Eve.

There was a good shoe store in the mall so, after doing some of my Christmas shopping, that's where I headed. This was, as I said, a good shoe store. It was one of the ones where you sit down and an employee brings the shoes out and helps you try them on. No self-service Walmart shoe department, in other words.

I picked out a few I wanted to try on, and sat down. One of the employees quickly came over to me--and, boy, was he a hunk! Oooh, I figured this might be extra fun!

"Can I help you?" he said.

"You sure can. I'd like to try these," I said, and pointed out the ones I'd picked out.

"Sure thing. You know your size?" I told him, and he went to get the shoes.

He came back, and pulled out a set of dress shoes. "Let's see how these fit," he said, and bent over to put them on me.

Now, I was clothed. Going nude at the mall wasn't strickly forbidden, but it wasn't done much. Plus, it was cold out. So, no, I wasn't nude, I had clothes on. Of course, my set of clothes included a skirt.

And I wasn't wearing underwear.

When he bent over to put the shoes on me, I made sure my legs were apart, just slightly. Just enough for him to get a little glimpse. Which he definitely did--I saw him glance up, and then he swallowed heavily. Bingo!

He put the shoes on me--these were the dress shoes--glancing up between my legs the whole while. After he got them on, I got up to walk around and try them out. "These are perfect, I'll take them," I told him.

"Great," he said. "You want to try the sneakers now?"

"Yeah, let's start with that pair, Sean," I said, grinning as I read his name from his name tag.

"OK," he said with a wry grin.

"I'm Amber, by the way," I told him.

"Nice to meet you, Amber." He kneeled in front of me again, and started putting on one of the two pairs of sneakers I had suggested. I could see his eyes glancing up between my legs again. "So, Amber," he finally said, "do you always go out without panties on?"

"I usually go out without much on," I told him, "considering I go to WRA."

"Ah, Naked High," he said with a grin. "So you're overdressed today."

"Pretty much," I laughed.

"Wait a minute," he said. "I thought they only had freshmen there this year," he said. I nodded. "How old are you?"

"Fourteen."

He almost swallowed his tongue at that! "Uh, wow, you look older."

"Hey, it's legal, right? How old are you?" I asked him.

"Nineteen," he said. "How do those sneakers feel?" I got up and walked around the shoe store in them a bit.

"They feel fine, but let me try the other pair," I said. I sat back down and he took the first pair off, and put on the other one. Of course, he looked up again. "You shave?" he said.

"Yeah. Just started. It's very fun," I purred.

"Uh-huh," he grinned. By then he had the other pair of sneakers on and I walked around in them. I had the money, so I decided to take both, plus the dress shoes. As he was gathering the boxes up to ring me up, I glanced at my watch. "Six O'clock, I need to get supper."

"Are you staying here for supper?"

"Yes, my Dad's picking me up at 9:30. I still have Christmas shopping to do."

"Really? I get off at eight," he told me.

"Hmm, really?" I said with a little grin. He rang me up and I paid for the shoes. "Nice to meet you, Sean. Maybe we'll see more of each other," I hinted.

"I would like that," he said.

I went and ate, then did my shopping. At eight o'clock, I made my way back to the shoe store. What the hell, right?

He was quite happy to see me. Hey, he knew what I wanted. And I knew what he wanted. After a bit of small talk, that was apparent. The question was, where? Even in the more sexualized atmosphere nowadays, fucking in the middle of the mall is a wee bit gauche.

Luckily, Sean had a solution for that. He led me through this maze in the walls of the mall, behind his store. He opened a door and let me in. "Storage room," he said. "And neither of those guys working has the key."

"Oooh, you're a smart man," I said.

He grinned, and then started kissing me. I kissed him back enthusiastically.

"Are you sure you're only fourteen?" he said.

"We grow up fast now, where have you been?" I giggled, then kissed him again. He ran his hands up and down my body as he kissed me, then he maneuvered me over to a side of the cluttered room.

There was a desk there. The desk even had a nice, clean blanket spread over the top of it. I was guessing that we weren't the first people to use this storage room for a little fun!

Sean kissed me, with me up against the desk. Then he abruptly picked me up by the hips and hoisted me onto the desk. I giggled at that. Before the giggle even died, Sean was on his knees hiking my skirt up to my hips and diving right in. I squealed! You got to love a guy that doesn't waste any time before he goes for the pussy lashing!

He backed off for a second and said, "I had to resist doing this while I was putting your shoes on your feet." Then he dove right back in. And, boy, he was good at it! I had gotten lucky so far with lovers that knew how to do oral. If I ever had a guy that I had to 'train' at oral, I think I'd be flummoxed!