Stacie Conrad wasn't used to dating, because she had never been in a "real" relationship. Stacie was a girl who knew what she liked and she knew that she liked sex and didn't see a point in going through all of trouble of dating just to have sex. Despite her limited knowledge of dating Stacie knew of that "sex on the third date" was a bit of a rule.

It came as a bit of a surprise to Stacie that after her third date with Aubrey, she was left high and dry. At first the brunette chalked it up to the blonde being tired from law school. After the fourth date, when Aubrey simply dropped her off at her apartment and left after just a goodnight kiss, Stacie started to wonder if maybe Aubrey was just intimidated about the fact that she had so much experience. It was then that Stacie began to formulate a plan and texted the blonde to ask if she wanted to hang out at her place that Friday.

When Friday came around, Aubrey showed up at 8 o'clock sharp to Stacie's apartment and knocked. The sight that greeted her when the brunette opened the door made Aubrey moan. All Stacie was wearing was a black bustier, matching panties, and suspenders. Stacie smirked at the blonde's reaction, before extending her hand to her date and pulling her inside and leading her to the couch. When Aubrey was settled, Stacie straddled the blonde and pulled her in for a searing kiss. The blonde hesitantly returned the kiss, but pulled away and moved from under Stacie when she felt hands wondering.

The brunette couldn't help but feel hurt and rejected. "Aubrey, did I do something wrong?" Stacie muttered as she tried her hardest to keep her tears from spilling over.

Aubrey looked Stacie in the eye before looking down at her hands, "No babe, you're amazing and beautiful. I know you've probably wanted to have sex since our first date, but I just can't."

The blonde looked up and saw the confusion on the brunette's face. In response, Aubrey took Stacie's hand before explaining, "This is really hard for me to talk about and it's something that I've been trying to repress for the last five years, but I really like you and feel like you have a right to know."

Stacie gave Aubrey a little nod, encouraging the blonde to continue. "All while I was growing up, my brother Jason had this friend, Tucker. He was such a consistent part of my life that I used to count him as a brother when people would ask how many siblings I had. I can safely say that my first crush was on Tucker. He was so cute and smart and athletic and smart. I wasn't very good about hiding the fact that I had a crush on him and my dad would tease me about it in front of him. Tucker was always so sweet about it and had a witty response to the jokes. He seemed so oblivious that I didn't think he ever saw me as anyone except Jason's little sister. When I was 16, Jason and Tucker graduated and our entire family got invited to Tucker's graduation party. By the time we got there, Tucker was already pretty drunk, and quickly found out that he was a touchy-feely drunk. At first I thought it was cute and liked all of the attention he was giving me. When I came out of the bathroom later in the evening, Tucker saw me and pulled me into his room, claiming he had something to tell me. He said he had liked me for as long as he could remember but couldn't make a move because I was two years younger and Jason's little sister. He put his hand around my neck and pulled me in to kiss him. It was horrible. He was drunk and slobbering all over me. When I tried to push him off to get away, he pushed me down onto his bed and said he was going to give me what he knew I wanted since I knew what sex was. I tried to push him off of me but he was too strong and held me down as he raped me. When he was done, he passed out on the bed. I cleaned myself up as much as I could before going back downstairs. I found my parents and told them I wanted to go home. When we got home I told them what happened and they took me to the hospital.

The next couple of months were hell. People in town would come up to me and say how it was horrible that I would make something so demonizing about such a nice boy who was Harvard bound. It got so bad that the trial had to be moved because the town was too polarized. Eventually he was convicted on DNA evidence and got 10 years in prison and had to pay $250,000 in damages for me to get counseling. Even after Tucker got convicted, not everyone was convinced that I was the victim. There were a lot of guys who knew him and would harass me and say that I was a horrible person for getting him sent to prison because I regretted having sex with him.

Over time, things have gotten better, I got to therapy every other week and I've slowly started trusting people again. But when it comes to intimacy, I still have a hard time with it. It's ended relationships for me in the past because I wasn't willing to take things to the next level. I'm sure that had I explained why I didn't want to, they would have understood, but I didn't feel like they were worth it. I really like you Stacie and I couldn't stand the idea of you thinking that I didn't like you, but I also know that I'm not ready to have sex with anyone."

Stacie pulled Aubrey into an embrace before kissing the top of the blonde's head and soothingly stroked her hair. "I'm so sorry for pressuring into having sex. It was selfish of me to not ask you first before just assuming that you wanted to have sex. I'm not used to this whole dating thing and I just got excited because I thought that the third date meant sex. I was selfish and forgot to consider your feelings. I'm really sorry Aubrey. Please forgive me?"

Aubrey pulled Stacie in for a short, sweet kiss. "Of course I do Stacie. You didn't know. I really want to have sex with you, I just have to work through my own issues."

The brunette nodded before standing up and offering her hand to Aubrey, "How about I go get dressed and we go out to dinner and a movie? My treat."

Aubrey smiled at the brunette. "I'd like that.