On route

Walking to Alex’s house is nerve-wracking. Despite being sexually active, Ethan had never done something quite like this. Whatever this was. While there were certainly strong implications sex was going to happen, Ethan tried to keep expectations realistic. It had been three weeks since the last time he’d been with somebody, the longest stint he’d gone without in a long while. Heather’s appetite seemed voracious, but Ethan didn’t have anything to really contrast. She kept things quite interesting regardless.

{if Heather Affection >79}Thinking of Heather makes something in Ethan’s belly knot. The connection between them wasn't as dead as he thought. They weren’t together anymore, but still, Ethan felt a little bit of guilt. If they did get back together, he’d need to tell her about it, and deal with the fallout then.{endif}

Getting close to her house, Ethan felt a tremble in his hand. His nerves were starting to get the better of him. Taking a few deep breaths, the house comes into view, the porch light on despite the sun still hanging on in the sky. An invitation if Ethan had ever seen one. Standing in front of the house, Ethan clenches his shaking hand, trying to still it.

A cute girl was inside, home alone, one that made her interest in him very clear. Bitching out and going home was not on the menu, Ethan needed to commit.

{if Shower =false}Suddenly, he feels like he should have taken that shower…{endif}

Walking up the front steps, Ethan reaches out and rings the doorbell.