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Chapter 7
Itseemedperfectlynatural,liketheresponsetoarequestshehadmade.“Haveanotherbeer,”hesaid.
Shetookitanddrank.Hermovementsfeltslowandcertain.“Jesus!”Timwhisperedinmockalarm.“What’sthatpurplethingburningthere?”
“Youtellme,”Bethsaid.
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Shepanickedforamomentashepushedhimselfintoher.Itseemedfrighteninglybig,andshefelthelpless,asifshewereinadentist’schair.Butthatdidn’tlast.Hewascareful,anditdidn’thurtbadly.Sheputherarmsaroundhisback,feelingtheroughnessofhisbulkysweater.Hebeganmoving.Hebegantosqueezeherbreastsunderherblouse.“Don’tdothat,”shesaid,andhesaid,“Whateveryousay,”andkeptmovinginandout.Shecouldbarelyfeelhispenisnow,butitwasallright.Shewasseventeen,anditwasabouttime.Hewaswearingacondom.Thebestparthadbeenwatchinghimputiton,jokingaboutit.Whattheyweredoingwasreallyallrightandnothinglikebooksormovies.Fucking.Well,now.IfonlyhewereTownes.
Afterwardshefellasleeponthebed.Notinalovers’embrace,noteventouchingthemanshehadjustmadelovewith,butsprawledoutonthebedwithherclotheson.ShesawTimblowoutthecandleandheardthedoorclosequietlyafterhim.
Whensheawoke,shesawbytheelectricalarmclockthatitwasnearlyteninthemorning.Sunlightcamearoundtheedgesofthebedroomwindowblinds.Theairsmelledstale.Herlegswerepricklyfromherwoolskirt,andtheneckofhersweaterhadbeenpressedagainstherthroat,whichfeltsweaty.Shewasferociouslyhungry.
