The morning sun's rays shine through the drawn curtains,slowly I awaken and stare at the wall. Next to me lies my girlfriend, Tina. Tina's tall, 6 foot even, with a medium build, she's thirty pounds lighter than I am, with a plain face and shoulder length black hair. I ease out of the bed and head towards the bathroom.
"Hey hon," mumbles Tina. Again I have failed to get out of bed without waking her.
"Good morning babe," I say and close the door to the bathroom and lock it.
This is only the fourth time we've had sex. Twice at her place, once here and once at a hotel in Toronto. The time at the hotel was our first time. That is, our first time together. I don't know when her first time was and I haven't told her mine; I'm not sure if we'll get to that point in our relationship. I've been wondering a lot about where our relationship's going. They say that guys don't worry about stuff like that, but we do. We just don't talk about it. We also don't try to change it; until its too late or almost too late.
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