"You've got a lovely place." Sybil said as she explored Tom's living room. The walls were painted white and the couch was bright red and stood out quite nicely. He had paintings of Ireland hung up on his walls, they were gorgeous.
"Thanks; it's weird living by myself. My friend Jimmy moved out a little while ago and I've been trying to find a roommate since."
Sybil picked up a photograph of a little boy standing in between a women and a man. They were at the park and the little boy had a big smile on his face.
"Are these your parents?" She asked.
"Yes. They died when I was really young."
"Tom... I'm so sorry I didn't know." She said apologetically.
"It's not your fault" he said, "would you like some coffee?" He asked trying to change the subject.
"Yes please."
He went into the kitchen and made two cups of coffee.
"How much sugar-"
"Kiss me." Sybil said.
Tom looked at her in disbelief.
"Kiss me, I want you to. I've never been kissed before and I want to know what it feels like."
Tom walked over to her, placed his hands on her hips and leaned down to meet her lips. He felt his heart beating fast; he thought it was going to burst out of his chest. Sybil took her hands and ran them through his hair. Eventually he pulled away and looked into her eyes.
"Wow" she said gasping, "that was amazing. I'm glad my first kiss was with you."
Tom smiled. "Do you really mean that?"
"Yes, and I think we should do it again." She said cheekily.
He sat down on the couch and pulled Sybil onto his lap so she was straddling him. She met his lips and placed her arms around his neck. At one point she started to plant kisses all over his neck.
"For someone who hasn't been kissed before, you're amazing."
"You're just saying that."
"No, it's the honest truth." Tom said.
"I've never had a boyfriend; I'm new to this whole dating thing." Sybil said.
"I'll happily be your teacher."
Together they snuggled on the couch and watched Good Will Hunting. Sybil wasn't paying too much attention to the movie; she was too busy thinking how much she liked spending time with Tom. Being with him made Sybil feel safe; she was wrapped in his arms and she never wanted him to let go.
"Tom... Can I stay at your house for the night?" Sybil asked nervously.
"You're more than welcome to." He said with a smile, "What time is your first class?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday so I don't have any classes."
"In that case, tomorrow you're mine."
"Oh really? What do you have planned for tomorrow then?"
"You're just going to have to wait in see."
Once the movie was over they were both feeling tired.
"Can I sleep in your bed with you? Nothing else, just sleeping."
"Sure." Tom said.
He showed her to his bedroom.
"Would you like to borrow a shirt so you don't have to sleep in a dress?" Tom asked.
"Yes, I'm sure I'd be much more comfortable."
Tom went through his dresser and pulled out a Dropkick Murphy's t-shirt. He handed it to her and she went in the bathroom to put it on. When she came out Tom couldn't help but notice that the shirt just covered her butt and he could see a bit of her cheeky polka dot panties.
After she came out Tom went in the bathroom and pulled off his shirt and put on some sweatpants. When he came out Sybil couldn't help but stare. He had a perfect body; she had the urge to run her fingers over his abs.
Together they slipped under the covers and after a few minutes Tom wrapped his arms around Sybil and pulled her close.
