Rock Valley

Time flew by and before Jen knew it, she was a junior and she hadn’t even made a friend yet!
Figures, since she’s been writing term papers and doing assignments for over 2 years now. When she wasn’t trying to earn some simoleans, she was always writing…

and writing term papers.

But then, one day, she made a friend. Don’t ask how, I have no idea. She did spend a lot of her spare time (she did not have a lot of spare time, but those few minutes she got) hanging out with Ira, and she did that all by herself. So, Jennifer became friends with Ira, who had a room close to hers and was two years younger than she was. Well, only one year to be exact, but he had had to do his freshman year twice. Academic probation and stuff.

One thing lead to another, and before Jen knew it, she realised she was madly in love with Ira. Now began the long and nerve-wraking period of wooing, trying to find out wether the feeling is retuned and aiming for that first kiss.
Jen could remember the moment she fell for Ira perfectly. This was it: gossiping in the TV-lounge!

One night, after days off tossing and turning in bed, constantly having her mind wander to her secret love and realising she had done no studying what so ever, Jen decided this was going to be it: she was going to tell Ira she loved him and wanted to be more than friends. She gathered all her courage and kissed him, right there, before the poor boy could even figure out what was going to happen.

Afterwards, she and Ira had a nice long talk. She told him she had fallen for him right on that spot, a few weeks ago. That she had longed for him. Ira confessed he had feelings for her too, but was afraid to act upon them as he knew Jen was rather inexperienced when it came to boys and love. The talk lasted deep into the night and somehow they ended up in Jennifer’s bedroom.

And one thing lead to another. Ira asked her if she was sure, as Jen lead him to her new double bed. Her hands were shaking, she was both excited (in more than one way) and petrified of what was to come. She had always claimed to save herself for marriage, but right here and right now, she knew that Ira was going to be the one for her. Even if he didn’t end up proposing to her, she would have loved him in the most pure way.

“It’s OK Jen, we can just lay close toogether if you don’t want to take this any further, I’ll understand. I know you have never done this before”
Jen stared into the mirror. She wanted this, so badly. Her entire body ached for Ira’s hands. But was it the right thing to do?
“I want to Ira, but…” Silence fell in the small dorm room. “But I always immagined saving myself for my husband. For a man that loved me”
“I love you Jen. But we have some more years of college ahead of us. You know we can’t marry, not just yet. But I love you. That you can be sure of” Ira answered as he came up behind her and took her in his arms.
Jen felt safe, more loved than she had ever felt in her life and she decided Ira was going to be the one for her. She laid down on the bed and that night she made love to Ira, in the deepest sense of the word.

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