Butterflies and Prayers

Part Nine

I decided to do nothing about the people waving at me, which didn't help the churning that was going on in my stomach.  

It was Uncle Garn and Aunt Karma that waved to me from their car.  I waved back gingerly, not being too excited that they were now keeping an eye on me across the way.  The mood seemed to change after that and it wasn't Alan fault, it was strictly mine.  I was nervous for two things: one, the spies in the next car, and two, the walk to the door scene.  I had never REALLY kissed a guy before.  I had had boyfriends before and every time that their moves got a little too close I would shy away.  Looking back now, I guess that could be the reason why they always seemed to move on!?!  I didn't want this boy to move on, so I knew that I needed to not shy away from the kiss goodnight that I was hoping would come.  Soon after eating we left to go home.  Alan drove up to the front of the house and parked the car.  We were in the car for some time just talking and enjoying being together. We didn't get too warm from being in the car so long because we had all the windows down and could feel with warm breeze of the evening.  Alan had his arm around me, and I snuggled in the crook of his arm feeling warm and cozy, not caring if it was warm outside or not. It felt right being in his arms and the feeling I got was --that he would always be there for me.  Looking back on it now, it was destined to be.  

Alan made his moves that night, and I was a very inexperienced girl in the way of kissing a boy. He tried kissing a very tight-lipped girl.  I laugh now thinking about what he must have been thinking at the time --in how unknowledgeable I was in the kissing department.  Needless to say, we kissed and it was wonderful, and wet, and sloppy!  Inexperience the culprit.  I didn't  care that it was our first date or not, I was glad that I had kissed him back. The old rule of never-kiss-a-boy-on-the-first-date went out the window.  So, with one set of butterflies having fled, I still had to wait for my relatives to call my dad and hear about being alone.   Time seemed  to have flown by that night, I thoroughly loved being with Alan.  I remember thinking that he was the answer to my prayers.  I had been praying for a friend and I felt that Alan was that friend.  Reality came crashing back when the back door porch light started to flash on and off.  Dang!  That was my call to get my butt in the house and NOW! We had stayed out in the parked car too long.  The butterflies came back twofold. We quickly hurried to the back door and had one last kiss goodnight, while my eye caught the movement of the neighbors window curtains.  Still being spied on I thought.  Alan said that he would call me and I remember thinking, "YES! he wants to go out with me again".  I hadn't scared him off.  It was hard to see him leave as he walked to his car, I  wanted to be with him all the time.  I then turned towards the door to go in and took a deep breath to prepare myself for the lecture I was sure was coming.