Arriving at the Cafe in town.

Taryn walked quickly towards the Cafe that Brandon had told her to meet him at earlier in the morning. He had an hour lunch before having to get to his shift, and he was going to spend it talking to her. She was so excited, trying to keep focused on the fact that it would be a slow process, to not count her chickens before the eggs were even laid.

She glanced at her watch and saw that she was already five minutes late. She hoped he wouldn't be mad, but she didn't have a car so it couldn't be helped. She had had trouble finding something to wear that would entice him, but not make her look like a slut. She decided on a pair of black slacks and a button down. She had almost balked at it as it made her look a bit like a waitress but by that time she didn't have the time to choose something else.

She saw him sitting at one of the outdoor tables and her heart soared when he noticed her and smiled. "I am sooooo sorry I'm a bit late, but...I..." she started.

"It's okay, it's okay. I know you women need a bit more time to get ready." Brandon said with a wink that made her heart melt.

Taryn had o response but to giggle a bit as the waitress came over. At least he chose a place that had a uniform consisting of a maroon button down rather than a white one.

After ordering a sandwich and a large coffee (light and sweet), she sat and waited for him to start the conversation, if only to gauge where he was going to take it right off the bat.

"So, what is it you are looking for, Taryn?" Brandon asked gently.

"Well...I don't know. I mean I'm only eighteen...so I'm not sure really. I do know that I want, at the very least, to have my first time be magical. I don't want the horror stories I've heard from some of my friends. But...I would like to have a long term relationship with a man. Not the boys in my school, or the frat boys in college who only want sex." She spoke low since this was a public place and she didn't want to get Brandon in trouble.

"So at least you want to have me show you how to enjoy sex."

"At the very least." Taryn responded, nodding.

"To feel magical. Why me?" Brandon asked.

"Why you? I...I just think you are the hottest person I've ever me. You don't treat me like a little brat. You...you have conversation with me." Taryn answered, her breath coming in short excited bursts.

The conversation paused as the waitress returned with the food. After she left Brandon smiled the smile that made Taryn all gooey inside. "So...when do you want to start this?"

"Soonest? I...I'm tired of having my friends..."

"No. When do YOU want to start this? And I don't want to hear about your friends making you feel left out because they are sluts."

"Not all of them. But...honestly I want to have you soon. I really am in love with you. Maybe it's young love and fleeting, I don't know But I don't want to live with regret for not having tried with you for the rest of my life. I'd rather help you raise your kids, and be a good mom. But at the very least I want to make you happy, and feel young and hot, like you are."

"I've known you're parents for longer than you've been..."

"Are you worried about how they feel?" Taryn asked. "They love you. They hate what your ex did to you, and...and I know they want me to be happy...and so far you make me happy. I swear I'll do my best to make you happy too." Taryn said after a bite of her sandwich and a sip of her coffee.

Brandon smiled again, and Taryn felt sorry for her panties, though the stickiness kinda felt hot. "Okay...I need a babysitter for tonight. And...make sure your parents think that I have to work a double. I won't penetrate tonight. You want that to be magical, we'll work our way up to that, okay."

"Anything for you." Taryn said, breathlessly.