On an overnight camping trip during my junior high days, I got a girl from the Catholic school to get in a sleeping bag with me. She got in to see if the two of us would fit. A friend zipped us up and we were stuck because we couldn't unzip the sleeping bag from the inside. We eventually maneuvered to where I had her totally spooned. I developed an erection, and humped against her. She didn't say anything, I came in my pants. Her backside got wet too, she just asked me if I was ok.

She let me put my hands on her breasts, and later open her pants and touch her. We fell asleep and woke up the next morning. It was cold that night and we hugged all night.

When we were unzipped the next morning and we were out of the sleeping bag she straightened her clothes and helped me put my shirt tail in my pants. She got serious, she said that we were now engaged. We were both fourteen, and stayed 'engaged'. We got in trouble, but she denied anything happened.

For my 15th birthday she baked me a cake with a heart on it and our initials. We were engaged, she meant it. She got close to my mother and helped her take care of me. She went to church with us, and made me go to Sunday school with her.

She was caring, very loving and affectionate, but she did not give herself to me until I said 'I do'.

She tells me now that when I ejaculated against her that night, she was petrified and disgusted, she concluded that she had no choice but to be engaged, and she let me touch her because she was already 'married'.