Disclaimer-I own about as much as YOU! A/N-I'm back!

"P-Pan?"
"Hey Uncle Goten." I said smiling. Trunks looked like he was going to pass out. I jumped up and took the shake that Marron had gotten me from her hand. "Come on girls, let's go." We walked away slowly. Trunks and Goten were absolutely speechless. We couldn't stop laughing. We went out to Bra's turquoise blue convertible, Bra drove, Marron got in the back, and I was in the passenger's seat.
When we got back to Capsule Corp, the boys had beaten us. They were sitting in the living room, on the couch.
"Hey boys." I said laughing. I sat next to Trunks.
"Pan, can we talk in private?"
"Sure, why not?" I said getting up and following him to his bedroom. I sat on his bed and waited for him to tell me what was up. "So...what's up?" But he didn't say anything. He shut and locked the door before laying me down, then laid on top of me. "T-Trunks...what the?"
"Shhh, don't talk." He said putting one finger on my lips.
"Ok." I whispered. He kissed me, pressing his lips hard against mine. His tongue went into my mouth. I could feel his hands moving up and down my body. At first I wanted to push him off, but then I stopped. 'This is what I've always wanted, isn't it? Trunks is mine now!' I said to myself.
Kissing slowly turned into sex. When it was over we got dressed and he went downstairs.
"Trunks, tell them I'm in the shower."
"Ok." I got into the shower to think about what had just happened. It was weird. I had never had sex before. At first it was painful, but the pain slowly turned into pleasure, and I didn't think twice about it. When I got out of the shower Bra had washed my clothes I had originally worn over outside the bathroom door. I put them on, brushed my hair straight, and made sure I had gotten all of the makeup off. Dad was coming over for dinner, and I didn't want him to see me dressed like that.
I went downstairs, but on my way Trunks pulled me aside. He kissed me again.
"Pan, do you agree we need to keep this our little secret? I don't mind going out with you, but we can't tell anyone."
"Ok." I said nodding my head. I figured our age difference; no one would want us going out. He wiped off my lips and went to dinner. I sighed but went down after him.

So how many times will he hurt me like this? How many times will he make me cry? I'm tired of spending my time thinking about him, wondering if he really loves me, or if I'm just a good fuck. It's hard to tell. We would meet like this. Two or three times a week I'd sneak out of the house and meet him in secret places. I was fifteen! It was fun! I didn't think about consequences, or the fact that condoms don't always work! I was getting an adrenalin rush! The excitement in the air, him moaning my name! It was the ultimate high for me!
I was still sleeping with him when I hit seventeen. That was around when Bra began to notice the little things.
"Pan, we need to talk."
"Ok, what's up?"
"Who is it?"
"Huh?"
"Who are you sleeping with?"
"What are you talking about? I'm not sleeping with anyone!" I turned to leave in a storm of anger, but she grabbed my forearm.
"PAN! You are my best friend! What's going on?" I started crying.
"Trunks." I whispered, barely audible.
"What?"
"Trunks." I said, this time a little louder.
"Trunks? What about him?"
"I've been sleeping with him."
"WHAT?!"

A/N-My muse has gone away for spring break, and took my inspiration for me. So this is as far as I go for now! I'll have more up soon!