Colarado Springs, 1974.

He's so much older, handsome, broad, rough, and experienced. Not like the other lanky town boys, who can't wait to rub one out.

It was the morning after a passionate night of sex, and you woke up a little after 9am to the sound of your boyfriend, Flip snoring, and the sunlight beaming through the curtains in his bedroom.

He feels the mattress shift as you sit up, starting to wake up himself with a grumble, rubbing his eyes. “Morning, baby..”