Losing Virginity by Ava Michaels

moved on to other
topics again and drank a little wine. The pies came out wonderfully and the
girls started in on theirs once it cooled. I thanked them for the use of their
oven, all the help, and stimulating conversation before I said my goodbyes and
headed back through campus to bring Jess some pie.
    ………
    Winding
my way through the halls of my apartment building, I suddenly became very
popular. Boys and girls all said “hi” and “ whatcha got there? A pie?” Dartmouth was known for its super
smart students, in case you weren’t aware.
    I
reached the elevator door and pressed the up button. When the door came open
there stood Mr. No Name once again. Just my luck… He made me nervous! I stepped
inside and hit the button for floor seven.
    "Wow
Elevator Girl, your apple pie smells delicious."
    I
looked back at him and he had a wide grin on his face. Pervert meet pervert. My
sex brain had got the best of me lately but now Mr. No Name was spewing
perverted lingo out of his mouth. 'Jesus Penus,' I sighed in my brain.
    "Well,
only that special someone gets a piece of mine."
    What
the hell was I saying?
    He
moved closer to me. He started sniffing. Shit. Maybe he was really just talking
about the pie and not THAT pie.
    "That's
too bad..." I felt the sex beginning to drip off his words. Okay, what
fucking pie was he talking about? ‘My knees are weakening!’ I shouted inside.
    "Is
it? You can move away from me now!"
    "I
just wish the elevator would get stuck today. Then you'd have to let me try…
Your pie… It smells really damn good. I haven’t had good apple pie for a
while... It's too bad my mom lives thousands of miles away. She had the best
apple pie."
    NO,
NO, NO. NOT HIS MOM’S PIE. Puke. I had to get my head out the freaking gutter!
    "Okay,
enough about the pie. I thought you were moving," I said, hoping he would
say he was soon so I wouldn't have to deal with my lady parts feeling all weird
around him.
    He
was more than I could handle at the moment. We were on two different paths
otherwise I would have actually thought about jumping him when had got stuck in
the elevator. Especially if I knew my date would have been that dreadful. He
wanted to settle down though, and I was just looking for a penis... Well, a
good penis... To finally lose my V card with.
    "I
am. Today, actually."
    Yes!
    He's
finally moving!
    I'll
never have to see him again!
    Never
feel this way again!
    "Bummer,"
I said as the elevator doors came open. "Well, it was nice seeing you
again."
    "Remember,
if you need someone to eat your Apple pie I'm here!”
    Then
the doors closed.
    ………
    Finally,
I made it to my door.
    When
I walked in, Jess jumped up like she always does whenever I enter the room. I
swear , she is like a high strung cat pouncing around
after too much catnip.
    She
nearly made me drop my pie.
    When
she saw what I had in my hands Jess’ eyes went wide with joy.
    "What’s
that?" she said, not staring so much with desire, but more of a
psychopathic need that disturbed me a bit.
    "A...
Pie..." I said, coyly. I could be coy. I could be a tease. However, my
ability extended only to pies.
    "Uh…,"
she said with a little grunt. "What kind of pie?" she asked,
tentatively.
    This
was getting weird. Some freshmen really missed pie a little too much.
    "Apple...?"
    She
sniffed the air and walked around me like an animal catching a scent.
    "What
else..."
    "You're
weird," I said with a tiny bit of fake fear in my voice.
    "Is
that what I think it is?" she said deliberately, but couldn't keep the joke
off her face with a twitch of the side of her mouth.
    "Apple...
Caramel..." I said, demurely as possible.
    "That's
it!"
    She
took the pie out of my hands and brought it over to the rickety kitchen table
we had laid out in our apartment bedroom. She retrieved the closest thing we
had to a pie cutter, a sharp set of scissors, from a jelly jar we used as a
pencil holder. Tiny bits of steam still snaked their way out of the open crust
and the