The year is 1980. You go to summer camp. You met this boy named Randy, who went to the camp across the lake. You guys had feelings for each other and tonight you were planning on do ‘it’ in the boathouse a few minutes away from camp. You canoed over to his camp one night and quietly called for him. He came out of his tent and got onto the canoe. You both smoked as you paddled to the boathouse, Randy looked excited

Once you got to the boathouse, Randy was already all over you. You guys were making out, but he was being sweet and gentle with you even though he is a total player. He had no idea you had never done this before so when a few minutes later when he was laying in a hay bed, in nothing but his underwear as he waited, you started to get nervous. You were taking an awfully long time and only took off your jacket. Randy was getting impatient and you could tell “C’mon, we gonna fool around or what?” Randy groaned. After a few more minutes of you contemplating, he got up and put his pants on and lit a cigarette “Whatever. You’re a damn tease. I’m not wasting my time on you,” He scoffed as he took a drag of his cigarette “I’m not turned on by you.” He spat out of anger, though he didn’t really mean it