<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/05/39/d5/0539d594001e871d53c6ee4f755ba0dd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cheyenne Bailey<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Making a decision<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black knit dress<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Virgil<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, Cheyenne sat quietly for a moment, letting everything Virgil had said soak in.  She had no inkling that he had been interested in her beyond their working relationship.  He had never once tried to make a pass at her, which in hindsight, she thought odd because Virgil Matthews made no bones about his love of women.  He was a hot commodity with all the single ladies, and she just assumed he had more women at his beck and call than he could shake<em>his</em>stick at.   As awkward as it was for her to hear her boss admit his attraction to her, it was even harder for her to admit to him that she had never turned in her V-card.  She was grateful that he didn’t think her a freak for still being a virgin, or even worse, be totally turned off by it.  Instead, he was sweet.  She thought he was genuine about wanting her first time to be a good experience for her.<br/><br/>Her thoughts turned to his offer.  She had always envisioned her first time being with someone she loved, someone she cared for and trusted, and that she would be making love to someone, not just going through the motions.  Now that she had agreed to join the community for the cause, those ideals were void and pointless.   But Virgil was offering her more than a “Wham-bam! Thank ya, ma’am”, and it didn't feel like pity sex.  Her mind went briefly to what it might be like to be with him, to share his bed and to feel her bare flesh against his.<br/><br/>Then truck engine shut down, jolting her brain from fantasizing any further.  She knew she had to make her decision before they headed into the meeting.  She took a deep breath and gave him her answer with a timid smile.<br/><br/>“All right. Let's do this.”<br/><br/>She unhooked her seat belt as she watched him scurry around to her side of the truck to open the door.  He had such an endearing grin on his face, she couldn’t help but reciprocate and give him one in return as she slid off the seat and right into his arms.  In the next instant, she felt his lips brush warmly against hers.  Even with the height difference, Virgil easily leaned down to claim her mouth with his.  It was a sweet, gentle kiss, one holding more of promise than anything else.  Her soft lips yielded beneath his as her hands came up to splay out against his muscled chest.   The kiss ended about as quickly as it had started, but he kept his arms wrapped around her a bit longer as he spoke.<br/><br/><em> “I’d be honored to be your first.”<br/></em><br/>It all felt so strange to Cheyenne, and yet oddly right at the same time.  She was giving the cowboy the green light to take her innocence.  Her<em>boss!</em>With a slight blush on her face, she smiled and nodded towards the main door of the auditorium.<br/><br/>“I guess we better see if they have anything to say about our decision”.<br/><br/>Walking in together, they found several people already gathered there, waiting for the meeting to start.  Cheyenne gave a slight nod and a nervous smile of acknowledgement to a few, sliding into an empty chair next to an attractive red head that seemed to perhaps be in charge of things<br/>