Tonight was the night.
Cliff Brown had been waiting for this anniversary for quite some time now, one whole year to be exact. He had finally done it. He had lasted with one girl for a year; no breakups, hardly any fighting, the works. He didn’t even mind the fact that he had to wait for this elusive night to sleep with her. It would be worth it, he told himself, even if he had to wait another year. Quickly dismissing that thought from his head, he rushed from the washroom, splashing after-shave over his 18 year old, still rather boyish, face.
