I’d led a very sheltered life with my Parents in a missionary compound in Africa with my only connection to the American way of life on our alternate year returns to the United States. By the time I was eighteen, I had developed a set of values that had seemed appropriate for my life as I set off to the university in the United States.
As I settled into the university dormitory life it was quickly evident that my value system was at odds with those of most of the people there and life soon became uncomfortable as I was shunned by them for being different. I began gto long for people like myself for friends.
It was during the semester break of my freshman year that I met Rhonda. Ronnie seemed to have the same moral values as I did myself and we immediately became friends.
Over the next couple of years, we grew closer. . . As we grew more intimate and our trust developed in each other, I began to have other feelings. . . .the feeling of man for a woman! I fought those feelings as they were contrary to my value system. Unfortunately, those feelings that were hardly noticeable at first grew stronger every day.
Then, as our Junior year drew to a close, Ronnie came to me and suggested that it might be better if we cooled our relationship – date others and get some experience. I was stunned as she said the words and my only response was, “Why?” and she answered, “I’ve got needs and desires that simply aren’t being met in our relationship.”
Surprised by her frankness, I realized that she was simply abandoning her old value system. She’d been facing he same needs and desires that I’d been trying to subdue.
My plan was now obvious. . .
I stood, walked across her dorm room, pulled her to her feet, drew her into and embrace, looked into her eyes and kissed her on the lips. It wasn’t much for our first embrace and kiss but it slowly got better as she melted into our embrace and kissed me back. Then, our hands were all over each other as we explored and familiarized ourselves with each other.
An hour later, our clothes lay randomly on the floor where they had fallen and we lay on her bed unclothed. Strangely, I felt no guilt. Ronnie and I were simply fated to be together. Then, when I entered her for the first time coitus, she felt only minor pain as she gave her virginity to me.
That was fourteen years ago and today, Ronnie and I are married with a family of four boys and two girls. We don’t talk much about those college years as we raise our family in an enlightened society.
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