Excerpts from the Diary of Peggy Douglas
In which she meets Ron and decides to ask him to take her virginity
Peggy has been keeping a diary since she was 8. She started when she received a paper diary as a gift and now keeps it in encrypted text files on a thumb drive. At the time of this first entry, Peggy is 18 and starting her first full year at the local community college.
Sept 7
First chem class today. The professor is kind of funny. I hope there's more to the lectures than entertainment. But then I can get most of what I need from the text. Thanks to mom's home schooling I can do that.
Sept 8
Settled in for the chem lab. It's not like last year when I was doing high school level chemistry here because we don't have a lab at home and mom isn't that much of a chemistry expert. If you remember, diary, I had a lab partner for that. This time it's only myself. I prefer that.
Oh, almost forgot. There's this really young guy in the class, maybe only 13 or 14. He's probably one of those smart kids who finished high school at 10 and will be done with his PhD before he's 18. This really attractive girl was waiting for him outside of class. Probably his sister. I'm curious about him.
Sept 13
A different girl met that young guy after chem lab today. Gorgeous. I'm sure she wasn't his sister. They kissed pretty passionately when they met and she squeezed his butt and slipped her hand into his back pocket when they walked off. He had his arm around her waist. Now I'm really curious about what's going on.
Sept 19
I saw that really young guy walking with another girl today. I can't believe how beautiful they all are. They sure act like girlfriend and boyfriend. He had her hand on her butt and she had hers around his waist. I know I shouldn't have but I kind of followed them and she kissed him on the lips when they got in a car together and drove off. He can't be much older than 14 and she must have been 20.
Sept 22
I think he caught me looking at him in chem lab today. I messed up my acid measurement and had to start all over. I snuck a peek at his note book. His name is Ron Lindstrom. A different girl met him, That's like the fourth one! This time she seemed much younger, closer to his age and wearing a Care Bears shirt. I thought for sure she might be his sister but I swear she grabbed his crotch when they kissed. Somehow I had the impression the pretty girls went for the strong, well built sports guys. Certainly not the brainy kids. Curiouser and curiouser.
Sept 28
Well it happened. I was eating lunch in the table in the corner where I like to sit and that young guy came into the cafeteria with probably the best looking of the girls that he hangs out with. I couldn't help staring. He saw me and I didn't look away fast enough. He got up and came over to me. I couldn't look at him afraid of what he might say.
I scribbled down every thing that happened afterwards so I wouldn't forget it and could tell it all to you, diary. Here it is:
He sat next to me and said "Excuse me," very politely.
I couldn't look at him and stared into my salad, "Hi".
He said, "I'm sorry. But I think you've been watching me."
I lied "Oh? No, no, no I haven't".
Him: "Oh, yes. Yes! No doubt about it. Do you know me?"
Me: "No. Except I think we're in the same chem lab."
Me: "I know you've been looking at me."
I decided to admit the truth "Well, I guess I have," I kept examining my salad.
He was extra pleasant and didn't seem to mind. "Is there a reason?"
I finally looked at him. He was smiling and not at all upset so I told him, "Well I was kind of curious about you. I was thinking you were one of those geniuses who got into high school at 11 or 12 and zipped through in 2 or 3 years."
Then he told me something very surprising, "I'm 19 and never skipped a grade. I was never held back either." He said that last with a really nice smile.
I told him "you always seem to have beautiful girls around. I thought maybe they were your sisters."
Him: "Nope, they aren't".
Me: "I gathered that. Too many of them and you don't walk around like brother and sister."
Him: "How's that?"
Me: "Well, there's a lot of touching ..."
Him: "Well, I guess there might be. Does that interest you?"
Me: "Just curious about why those good looking girls would be interested in you."
He really embarrassed me then, "You mean because I'm not good looking enough for them?"
I tried to get out of it, "OH NO! It's just that you don't seem like the type?"
He didn't let me off, "The type?" Looking at him I could tell he was just having some fun with me.
I went back to examining the salad, "I guess I don't really know what the type is. Just curious about it, that's all."