New to this completely

But I'm gunna tell you my story of what happened to me recently.

I'm not a writer, but I am good at getting the point across.

I don't fluff my stories with much detail, so if there's anything you'd like to know, let me know :)

About three weeks ago, it was a friend of a friend's birthday.

This friend's friend happens to be turning 15. Beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes and such an exuberant personality.

I've hung out with this girl for a couple of weeks. I drive her around sometimes. She tags along with the other girl that I hang out with). She constantly tells me how much she loves my car. I tell her I'll get her a car for her birthday.

She is from Holland.

In Holland, they're exposed to things like sex, drugs and alcohol at a much earlier age than they are in North America. In fact, her father brought her to the red light district in Amsterdam. That's another story.

Anyways. It's her birthday. I'm on my way out, and I realize that I need to get her a gift. I go to Wal-Mart.

I buy a black RC car (I forget the make).

Later on the day, she asks me for a ride. I oblidge and bring her to McDonald's. We're talking, and I manage to find out her favourite colour is yellow.

I go back to Wal-Mart (after dropping her off at home) and exchange the black car for a nice yellow Camaro.

The party happens. Like a regular high-school party. Ended at 11ish (was in the hottub with many LGs :))

I worked out that I was going to sleep in my car (since I live about an hour's drive away) in their drive-way. The host parents did not know I was staying in their driveway (due to her lack of asking). BTW she is an exchange student, so she has host parents.

At the end of the party, one of her friends stayed the night, and I went to sleep in my car.

At about midnight, the second girl was too frightened and homesick to stay the night (first sleepover) and had to go home.

Meanwhile, my Dutch girl was bored and alone.

I texted her that she could come talk in my car, since I wasn't going to go in the house anymore.

She seemed excited to come out and talk.

She sat in the passenger seat while I layed in the back.

Eventually our conversation led to tickling. And tickling, somehow, led her "falling" into the backseat with me.

The rest is history. I'll let your imaginations take hold :).

Worst blue balls of my life. But worth it.