My girlfriend is amazing. Ever since the night I met her I have been completely obsessed with her, emotionally and physically. I have always been the type to let things happen, I am not pro-active. I couldn't even come to terms with the fact that she actually liked me, much less ask her to be my girlfriend. But, to my surprise and amazement her feelings for me were true, and she asked me to be hers.
In the beginning, or relationship was bumpy, but it felt so right. We had some bad times, but the good times made me believe that without the bad, this relationship couldn't exist because it was too perfect. Sadly, I was unable to take advantage of my girlfriend's beauty. I didn't understand that she wanted a physical relationship. It took a matter of weeks for her to kiss me, a kiss that I will remember for the rest of my existence.
We are high school students, and I didn't seem to understand that high school students are supposed to fool around. I missed all the signs she threw at me. But, she didn't forget me; she proclaimed her love and held on to me. With time, I realized that she wanted me to get her in the back seat of my car. When I finally did come to terms with that fact, I was overcome with joy. I was obsessed with disrobing my beautiful girlfriend. The rush of heat to my face when the sight of her completely perfect, beautifully perky breasts was so much, I couldn't think of what to do. All I knew is that this girl was perfect, and that I wanted her.
Over time our relationship progressed. We we're madly in love. We went on beautiful Sunday evening dates and on walks around the lake. I was madly in love, and live was a living nirvana.