The Last Virgin
Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: KatieElizabeth, Source: LushStories
In hindsight I wish I'd taken a taxi. I put that particular error of judgement down to the silly amount of Zinfandel I'd drunk with colleagues after the training course had finished, but it was pointless doing anything about it now as the station was only another ten minute walk away. The summer solstice was supposed to be the high point of long, lazy summer evenings with an almost never setting sun happily dragging daylight hours to ten o'clock and beyond. As I walked towards Manchester's Piccadilly Station, there wasn't a hint of that in the night to come. The sun had battled all day for attention with the numerous thunder storms that had that littered the sky and was now hastily sinking to the West and making a dash for the other side of the world where there was the promise of clear skies to brighten. The sun just managed to find a clear spot when it finally kissed the horizon at the far end of Portland Street, setting the sky aflame with beautiful hues of orange and crimson as it sunk into the tarmac. Moments later there was an ominous clap of thunder overhead and the heavens opened. Fat drops of rain started tumbling from the sky as the last of the day's thunder storms rolled over the City. I was soaked in seconds. I didn't care. I was in a care free and giddy mood, and just like the sunset, my knickers were aflame with thoughts of Abi Hames, the lead trainer on my course. I could still feel tingles in all my secret places after she'd smiled and hugged me goodbye in ...