Blame Abba Chapter 3

"Donna, I thought this would happen. I've brought some of your clothes with me, they are in our small blue case in room 4. If needed. OK?"

She had thought ahead. She knew. I was about to lose my virginity as Donna, and she didn't mind. In fact she was beaming, she accepted it. She was almost accepting me as a sister.

I turned and took Patrick's hand once more, looking round at the few customers still in the bar. I must admit I got a little upset at that moment. Jacqui, Mary, Eric and Cheryl had all been so kind. But I could see Jeff standing with Martin and a couple of other guys. They weren't exactly laughing but they were chatting and looking together, in a not-too-kind way. I imagined the comments they were making. I didn't like that. Hell, I thought, who cares what they think. I'll get even, I will.

And with that I followed Patrick out of the bar towards the residential part of the pub. He paused for a moment outside our changing room, Room 4, and looked at me. I squeezed his hand harder and smiled, he smiled too, and gently pulled me along towards his room. Room 2 wasn't splendid though it was the best in the pub. But it was more than adequate for our needs.

As we closed the door behind us he turned to face me.

"This is it," I thought. "No backing out now"

As if I would! I moved towards him and slid my hands up his lapels, holding his head in my hands, and reached up to kiss him.

Apart from the pecks for Eric and a couple of other guys in the previous few weeks, that was my first real kiss with a man. And what an experience. My lips caressed his at first, then I became more passionate. I felt a hand slide down my back to my bum, then down further until it slid my skirt up. I opened my mouth wider and gave it all I had got. That kiss went on for absolutely ages, we were both engrossed, both excited by new possibilities.

Patrick had explained things to me over dinner. Quietly. How he had never 'got on' with girls, just didn't seem interested, dates had just fizzled out in his teens and early twenties, fun but no more.