 One fine day
The first time I did it
By Fatemeh Parsa
November 17, 2003
The Iranian
Every girl has a beautiful fantasy about the first
time she is going to sleep with someone and not just somebody
but the man
of her dreams. I was one of those girls, imagining a beautiful
night, feeling love in every inch of my body, roses everywhere,
romantic music, a nice breeze on my skin and having the man
of my dreams in my arms.
Well that was only a fantasy because
when it came true it wasn't what I had always dreamed
of. There was no music, no roses and it wasn't even
at night. Can you believe it?!
I was at his place. Like always
we were talking about our daily routine. He came closer and
start rubbing my
shoulders. I got
a little bit nervous but I didn't do anything, then he kissed
my neck. At that point I knew something was different about
him.
Suddenly I got very nervous, didn't know what to
do or what to
say. My mind froze and didn't work at all. I've dreamed
of this for a very long time, I thought, so I decided to play
along. Of course I wasn't quite sure what I'm supposed to do
but
I
was going to do my best and be creative as possible.
I was
reviewing all the romantic movies I had seen, but
it was too late.
I couldn't concentrate any more. It kind of bugged me
to see him so confident while I was so nervous and had no clue
what
I was going through.
Besides being nervous I had lots of other feelings
too. I felt embarrassed, shy and afraid at the same time.
Embarrassed and
shy because I had to take off all of my clothes and
he would
see me naked but most of all I was afraid that he would
see the real me with all my good and bad qualities
and didn't
like me
as much as he did a minute ago.
My body was trembling
and shaking every time I felt his fingertips on my
skin and
I had no control
of that. He told me to be calm and kissed
me slowly. It didn't take long before those feelings
went away.
I don't know why, but suddenly I felt safe in his
arms and surrendered.
What a fine day!
It's been 6 months since that day. Now every
once in a while I miss his touch and think about those
beautiful
moments. Although there was no music or roses,
it was the most romantic and
magical
moment of my life. So I want to thank
him. Even if I never marry him I know I
lost a piece of my heart to him and I'm very glad.
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