I wanted more from her but knew that was never going to happen between us. As the school year came to an end, we started talking about the future.
By then her parents had divorced and Melissa was preparing to move back to the city.
I got to know all of Melissa's friends and started hanging out at all of the cool clubs.
I just passed them by as I went to the front of the line and got waved in by the bouncer. As much as I felt accepted for the first time in my life, there was always a bit of a feeling that these were Melissa's friends - that I was who I was because of her.I didn't realize it at the time, but this was an early sign of Melissa's controlling ways when it came to me.The first few months that we lived together was a blur for me.We were loners for different reasons, but managed to find a connection because of that. Of course I was madly in love with her, but I knew that she was way out of my league.I was a decent looking guy, but didn't have the confidence to match so I always considered myself to be average in every respect. She was petite, had blond hair and an hourglass figure topped off by breasts that only a girl that age could have and the most perfect ass I've ever seen in my life.She was into things like art and fashion and knew about all sorts of cool underground music that none of us had ever heard of before.