During the week while Elise and I were at the camp, we made out countless times, and in many places. Mostly in my room, because it was the safest place to do anything undisturbed.
"So, considering we've been doing quite a lot over the past week, are you willing to move onto something more than just kissing and touching?" She said, as her lips parted from mine.
Now, you see, this moment is what truly fueled my hopeless romantic-ness. I've been waiting for something like this to happen for so long, and now, it was finally happening. So of course, I responded:
"Yes, I am willing to move on to something more."
"You wanna do it now?"
"Sure, but I have a few questions to ask. Have you had sex? Do you have any STDs? Have you gotten checked, and if so, are you--"
"Whoa whoa whoa! Yes, I have quite a bit of experience, and no I am perfectly clean." Elise chuckled at my intensive questions, but she was cool with it, which made it all the better. 
"I'm sorry for all the questions, they told us to ask all these questions in health class before having sex with anybody."
She chuckled and took my hand.
"It's fine, are you ready?"
"Totally." I responded as I lightly squeezed her hand, kissed her, and gently pulled her back down on the bed.