Crusty Looses It
Before being a sailor, Crusty lost his virginity to a cherry girl. They went to school together. Both were eighteen. Earlier she had confided to Crusty that she would remain a virgin until she either got married or turned eighteen, whichever happened first, something he had forgot about. On his eighteenth birthday which was a few months after hers, she dropped by to see him in her almost new 1969 Chevrolet Camero convertible, royal blue with a white top and white leatherette interior, powered by one of GM's 327cu.in. V-8 engines. This car was her eighteenth birthday present. Although it was an automatic, he would have loved to get a matching car as his birthday present but with a 4 on the floor but that wasn't going to happen.
She came by to wish him a happy birthday and go for a ride. Her real reason was that Crusty usually had a bottle of her favorite, Cherry Sloe Gin, stashed in the garage where his parents wouldn't find it. As she emerged from the car, Crusty spotted her coming toward the garage where he hung out. She was a thin, girl with long brunette hair. At 5'6" she had small but nice curves. She was good on the eyes and was dressed in a pair of dark-blue short shorts with a close fitting light-blue top that accented her small breasts. Nancy waved and greeted him as she entered the garage.
"Happy Birthday." She said. "What you got planned for today?"
Crusty replied, "Oh, not much of anything, I think my Mom made a cake or something."
Nancy asked, "Want to ride around in my car, I'll even let you drive."
Crusty responded, "Sure, anywhere in particular?"
She said, "No, but if you still got some Sloe Gin and mixer, we could go look for something to do."
Crusty said, "I still got some left and some mixer in the house. How about we just wander around the countryside and see if anybody is at the park."
"Sounds good to me," replied Nancy.
As they gathered the stuff and got into her car, Nancy said, "I really forgot it was your birthday so I don't have a gift for you, so I thought we'd just go for a drive somewhere."
Crusty didn't mind. Nancy was letting him drive her car and spending the afternoon with him so he was happy and told her, "Nancy, time with you is present enough."
They headed out of town, taking the back roads toward the park. The summertime was Crusty's favorite. Driving along with the top down getting some sun while she mixed up a drink, he thought, "This is a going to be a nice day after all."