3: THEIR FIRST TIME

Andrew wasn't a virgin, but he hadn't been involved with many women in his life. That's why he was a little inexperienced.

"Of course, I want to. But where do we do that? In my house, it's not possible, and in the pizzeria even less." Andrew always spoke in an uncertain way.

Without vigour in his voice.

"Don't worry about it, let's go to my house." Alice, as always, was very quick to find solutions when the subjects were the ones that interested her.

"I think it might be. W-And when is this?"

"Today, of course. I want it now."

Andrew was astonished and looked at his friend inside his pants as if they were both trying to figure out what was going on. His friend was also scared, so much so that Andrew had a boner.

"But I'm not prepared. How am I supposed to do that?"

Alice didn't even wait for his answer and was already dragging him by the hand so they could leave that cinema.

They had gone to watch a movie with the movie theatre empty so they could talk.

Alice, as Andrew found out later, was used to using the VIP rooms, which provided a unique experience for a limited number of people.

When they left the cinema, they went to the nearest parking lot where Alice's jeep was.

Andrew was still tense because he hadn't shaved his pubic hair and hadn't worn clean underpants that day. He didn't want to have sex with Alice that way. And he didn't know what to do at that moment. He just got carried away. Alice took him home and after going into her room and leaving Andrew in the living room, she reappeared only in lingerie. And if with clothes Alice was hot, without clothes she was hotter.

Andrew thought it was a dream. It couldn't be true that he was in that woman's house and was getting ready to have sex with her.

Alice undressed him and after penetrating her, Andrew didn't think about anything else. It was a relaxing moment that took him out of his mind. He didn't have much time to think about what was going on. It was a few hours of pure pleasure and Alice's moans left him soft-eared for a long time. It would be impossible to get that out of memory.

Andrew had gotten dressed at the end of it all. And he was getting ready to go back to work. Even though he had already gone back to sleep at home, he was going to spend that night at the Pitzeria because it was more affordable than arriving home late.

"So this is the moment we started dating isn't it?" Andrew even though he didn't know what to answer said "Yes, ma'am," clutching tightly the coat he had brought with him.

He had gained two new safe havens. His job and a new girlfriend. Even if he was earning little at the pizzeria, he was already good for something. Since he was young, he wasn't used to taking money. His family was poor, and his mother never put money in his hand. Even if he worked for her. He had not had the opportunity to study as soon as he finished the first cycle. And his mother limited his ability to learn and become educated.

"Keep it up kid, I'll even let you have the leftovers for lunch. You'll like it." His boss screamed as he passed Andrew on his way out of the Pizzeria. He didn't spend much time there anymore. He only came to confirm the money in the register, took most of it to drink whiskey, and usually spit it in Andrew's face.

Andrew had never made it to the second floor because it was the only place he couldn't go. Even though it looked like a small floor, Viviani's noise disappeared after a while.

***

Alice's friends would laugh whenever they saw Andrew at Alice's house. They were recording Andrew for fun many times, and they were always making fun of him. He was always getting calls and texts from strange numbers who snubbed him as they tried to talk to him.

Andrew loved Alice very much and therefore ignored all that noise around her. It was a pure feeling he had never experienced with anyone else. He felt relaxed just being with her. Even work had become easier to bear.

As he walked through the streets of West Lincoln the strong wind froze his face. In a few days, it would snow. He was coming home to spend the night, and that area, in addition to being poor, had always been dangerous. Shootings were constant and that was where all kinds of rascals lived. He always had to walk as fast as he could to avoid getting caught.

The door of his house was old and some repairs could have been done. The varnish on the door was old and the handle wasn't even in place anymore. Andrew unlocked the door with his key.

He hadn't even set foot inside the house and heard his mother say "If you didn't bring money today it's going to be difficult for you to spend the night here." Andrew had turned pale in that very instant. He remembered how gigantic and hellish the battlefield was at home.

His mother had always despised him and since she had separated from his father, she had taken out her anger on him. Andrew was constantly being pushed over the cliff. He had nights, he cried because there was no food in the house and both his stepfather and his mother did nothing.

"Squeeze the belly kid, it's the best thing to do at these times." The stepfather played the role of the good cop, while his mother was always angry and played the role of the bad cop. Andrew was about to move out of the house, but he wasn't planning on how he was going to live from there. Maybe Viviani would let him stay at the pizzeria for a while. His boss was already used to seeing him there. Then he would look for another place to live.

Being at his house would be worse, he had already received the eviction notice. He knew that day would come but he didn't think it would be during that season of his life. He had never really been prepared for this.

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