15. Chapter fourteen: Tony
I stood outside the fair entrance for fifteen minutes before Tasha arrived-fashionably late. I ditched my girlfriend to spend the evening with her and she has the audacity to be late. I raised my eyebrow at her as she strolled towards me and she just rolled her eyes at me. Bloody cheek! We paid to go in and we both instinctively headed for the thrill rides. We circulated the section with the biggest rides first, determined to ride them before the crowds came in later on. Then we stopped for some refreshments. I bought a hot dog and a soda while Tasha just had a stick of candyfloss. I guess like most girls Tasha was worried about her figure, not that she’s got anything to worry about. But that wasn’t going to stop her stealing a bite from my hotdog. It was a big bite and I only bought a small one since the prices were beyond ridiculous. £3.50 for hotdog, never will I be buying food at that place again. And don’t get me started on the can drinks. They came with a ring saying 50p near the rim and the guy decides that they need to be priced at £1.00; I could’ve bought a fucking bottle for that price, two if I’d gone to Poundland. Anyway, back to my earlier comment about the hotdog, her bite got me thinking about the lads at school. I’m picking up on their dirty minds and I guess I want to partake in those kinds of activities some time soon. I’d like Tasha to go down on me like she did with the hotdog (the guys talk about gag reflex but it seems like Tasha’s got lost in the post). I know how wrong that sounds to be thinking like that when we barely know each other. But the guys at school have done a lot worse and at least I actually have a connection with Tasha. I’ve not told the guys at school I’m still a virgin but I don’t want Tasha to think I’m some inexperienced kid. I bet she’s had some kind of experience in this department. With her looks, how could she not?
I put my arm round her waist and pulled her closer towards me, my earlier annoyance at her tardiness fading. I was also concentrating on keeping my little soldier under control. All that thinking about Tasha and the hotdog got me excited, but now is not the time or the place. Stand down little soldier, stand down. When we finished eating we went on the rest of the rides. Just when I thought we had finished she asked to go on one last ride… The Love Bug. It was this giant pink ride. It had more pink in it than Barbie’s bedroom. But as I didn’t want the spoil the evening I agreed. We headed over, me praying we didn’t bump into any of the guys from school. We sat in the front seat and waited for the ride to begin.