As I began to recall this story, I had to think back to the beginning. How I met my cousin. Of course I have to protect her real name, but if she ever read this, she'd know exactly who wrote it. Her name for the purpose of these recounted realities is Holly.
Before I knew what to do with a girl, I met one that made me feel strange at a family gathering. I met two of my cousins there; Holly and her sister Jamie. Holly was mysterious, and she always had a knowing way about her. We spent a few Summers seeing each other for a day or two at a time at this annual family gathering, and we became good friends. We lost contact for several years while Holly's Mom took them on trips all over the country. When they finally settled down in the same State we lived in, I found out that she would be visiting from a small city about four hours away where she lived with her family. At that time she was in her senior year in High School and I had just graduated.
I was very much looking forward to rekindling my friendship with my cousin and of course attraction was nowhere near what I was thinking when she arrived in her own car. She was going to graduate early at age 18 and I was 18 too and had just graduated. I was so excited when I saw her and gave her a big hug. I told her I couldn't wait to show her around a 'real' city, and she was really interested in that idea too. We got her settled at my Grandmother's house and decided we would spend the whole next day together.
That night we talked so late that we barely got any sleep. I have to admit, at that point, I had begun to admire the woman she had become. She was so well built and taller than me by a few inches. She had legs that disappeared into her shorts after traveling what seemed miles from her feet, and she had full lips and long fingers. She wasn't quite as curvy as other girls I noticed in the halls when I was in High School, but she was more athletic and lanky. And she had what attracted me most in a girl, pale skin and long dark hair. I guess admiring her that night that my hormones got the best of me and my thoughts wandered where my fingers wished to tread. I stopped myself of course thinking "This is your cousin!" So the night ended with much needed rest.
The next morning we were up early and I had saved a few bucks from work to spend the day on. We headed out early because we wanted to talk without others listening in. We went downtown where we went to a brand new skyscraper and I showed her the amazing architecture and the glass elevators. We had lunch and that's when we really stopped catching up and started talking about our past relationships and what we wanted in life. She really was a free spirit and not at all a virgin. I found out that she wasn't really interested in having boyfriends as much as just enjoying High School and being involved in activities there. Guys were kind of a fringe benefit for her when she had the time for them. It was a refreshing and interesting point of view I had never encountered before, and somehow... that thought creped into my head "Does this mean she's willing?" I told her that I did have a girlfriend, but then found out that she was not only doing me but about 4 other guys, so it went nowhere and I ended it. It had been about a year since that happened.