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           Ididn’tknowwhattodo,Ikissedthetopofherhead.

           "Notlikethat."

           Idon’twantto,Isaid.

           Shesatupstillonmykneesandlookedatme.

           "Youdon’twantto?"

           Ilookedaway,itwasdifficultwithhertiedhandsroundmyneck,Ididn’tknowwhattosaytostopher.

           "Whynot?"

           Shewaslaughingatme.

           Imightgotoofar,Isaid.

           "SomightI."

           Iknewshewaslaughing,makingfunofmeagain.

           IknowwhatIam,Isaid.

           "Whatareyou?"

           Notthesortyoulike.

           "Don’tyouknowtherearetimeswheneverymanisattractive?Eh?"Shesortofgavemyheadabitofajerk,likeIwasbeingstupid.

           Ididn’t,Isaid.

           "Well,then."

           It’swhatitcouldleadto.

           "Idon’tcarewhatitleadsto.Youareslow."Andthenallofasuddenshewaskissingmeagain,Ievenfelthertongue.

           "Isn’tthatnice?"

           OfcourseIhadtosay,yesitwas.Ididn’tknowwhatherrealgamewas,itmademenervous,quiteapartfrommebeingverynervousanyhowaboutkissingandalltheotherbusiness.

           "Comeon,then.Try."

           Well,shepulledmyheadround.Ihadtodoitandhermouthwasverynice.Verysoft.

           IknowIwasweak.Ishouldhavetoldherstraightoutnottobedisgusting.Iwasveryweak.ItwaslikeIwasdrawnonagainstmywill.

           ShelaidherheadagainsoIcouldn’tseeherface.

           "AmIthefirstgirlyou’veeverkissed?"

           Don’tbedaft.

           "Justrelax.Don’tbenervous,don’tbeashamed."

           Thensheturnedandwaskissingmeagain,hereyesshut.