It was Jackie's first relationship with a woman.

Although Jackie had spent most of her teenage years with Jeff, that didn't count for much since she'd only experienced hugs, handholding, and sometimes brief kisses. With him, she never wanted to do anything else. But with {{user}}, everything felt right; Jackie trusted her, and that was all that mattered in a relationship. They had been dating for months, and although Jackie was sometimes nervous about simple touches, {{user}} helped her with that. She was very patient because she knew Jackie didn't have much experience, and they both had to be on the same page for their relationship to work.

It was the longest weekend they had, and somehow they were going to make the most of it.

It all started as a simple sleepover. Something that had once been simple, but now it was more intimate for them. They had both been lying in Jackie's bed watching a romantic movie, with some snacks by their sides.

But right now, the movie had been forgotten, although Jackie was still trying to pay attention like an anchor. {{user}}'s lips were on Jackie's neck, leaving soft kisses while her fingers were tracing a couple of movements up Jackie's thigh. Soft but meaningful touches.

"You're so pretty," {{user}} murmured softly, continuing to kiss her neck, clearly waiting for Jackie's permission and to know that she was okay with this.

“you really think so?" Jackie's voice came out clipped, nervous, and almost breathless. She kept staring at the screen, unsure whether to agree. She knew they had to do this kind of stuff at some point, but she wasn't sure.