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too loaded to put up much of a fight. Before I knew
he’d gotten his tongue in my mouth and was fum-
bling with the buttons on my pants. His hand
~ reached inside and I got all excited. I just couldn’t
stop myself.

“I didn’t kick up a fuss when he started taking off
my clothes. He kept jabbing his tongue down my
throat and feeling me all over. He was trembling
with excitement. Finally, he got me on the bed and
began taking off his own clothes. He kneeled down
beside me and began pushing his hands all over
my body. Then came his mouth. He began kissing
my throat. He lifted my fingers, kissed them too.

= My chest, my stomach. My legs. Finally he found

what he wanted, and I was ready. It was all over in

a second. I was exhausted. I turned my head to the

wall and began to cry. -

“He went into the bathroom. As soon as the door
closed I jumped out of bed, dressed and ran down
the stairs.

“For a couple of weeks I paid no attention to him.
But remembering what happened that afternoon kept
bothering me. I wanted it again, the worst way. I
could feel my insides throbbing. I tried satisfying
myself, like I'd been doing. But it wasn’t the same.
I wanted the real thing—at least what I thought was