I had been wanting male attention and I finally got it in Sagamahara. There was a very good looking boy living next door to us. He was slightly younger than me, but he was wholesome looking with brown hair and freckles. His name was Jim and I thought he was cute. Only problem: Overactive hormones.
Playing outside I had noticed Jim and his friends. Jim quickly made contact by talking to me and appearing often when I was outside. He became very attentive.
One night my parents went to the movies and left me to babysit my siblings. The siblings were already in bed so it was an easy babysitting job. Mom and Bob hadn't been gone too long when Jim knocked on the door. Against all the rules, I let him in the house. Jim and I made small talk for a short time, then Jim quite boldly blurted out: "Let's go to your parents bed and f***". As an eleven year old girl, I wanted romance, not sex. I grunted, and whined: "Eeeew, that's nasty. No way". My new boyfriend stormed out of my house.