Linda Newnan was my first girlfriend after I moved out of the house and got my own place in a little College town. She sat in front of me in English 1001. Her hair was long, dark, and warm. She always wore peasant blouse she never wore bras; girl were warm in those wild hippie days.
Linda was a local, she lived just outside of town and her dad was a commercial freshwater fisherman; he ran a few trotlines and some bush hooks out in the surrounding lakes. I was new to the area and had long hair; I was different and strange to her family.
We got to know one another in class and made friends quickly, so it was natural to ask Linda if she wanted to get high and see a flick. Linda grinned a little smile and said, ok, can I meet you at the movie theater Rich, see you there she said, moving out of sight down the hall.
I love the North Florida weather in the fall; it's like New England at night, crisp and clear and the smell of burning leaves seems so nostalgic. I got there early and waited for Linda in front of the theater. It was your ordinary crowd; nothing special, nothing was happening in town this weekend. I saw a car pull up by the parking lot and Lisa jumped out and ran across the street. Hey, she yelled, Rich!
Lisa looked pretty good jogging across University Avenue, her titties moved so freely in the cotton top that you could see her nipples brushing against the flower patterns. I wasn't all that hot on her though; she was just a little too country for me; after all I was from the beach. But she was cute and available and a fun date, plus she was fuckable! She took my arm and turned toward the ticket booth where I paid the lady, and we cruised on inside the theater.
We watched the movie start but neither of us was really interested in what was playing. I was all over her as soon as the lights went down; she wasn't putting up any resistance so we got dirty. There were people all around us but we didn't care; I was mauling her boobs and she was stroking my dick through my genes while we sucked each other's tongues. I reached up under her mini skirt and found her sopping wet panties, damn she was fucking wet. I pulled the crotch aside and fingered her slot nice and easy. She was molten, a fucking bitch in heat. I could smell her pussy a mile away, and it smelled very good. The other moviegoers had to be aware of what was going on.
Linda and I made it almost half way through the movie before we had to leave the theater. We had gone over the line of what you can do in public. I whispered to her; we should go to my apartment and burn one, then we can play some music and drink some wine. I could tell she was ready when she said; I'll do whatever you want to do.