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Chapter 17
"Coldasastepmother’sbreast."
Heshruggedhisshoulders,bored."Haven’taclue."
TheyweresittingintheDomainonthegrass,justbelowtheGothicbulkofSaintMary’sCathedral.DanehadphonedtoletJustineknowhewascominginforaspecialceremonyinthecathedral,andcouldshemeethimforawhilefirstintheDom?Ofcourseshecould;shewasdyingtotellhimthelatestepisode.
AlmostfinishedhislastyearatRiverview,Danewascaptainoftheschool,captainofthecricketteam,theRugby,handballandtennisteams.Andduxofhisclassintothebargain.Atseventeenhewastwoinchesoversixfeet,hisvoicehadsettledintoitsfinalbaritone,andhehadmiraculouslyescapedsuchafflictionsaspimples,clumsinessandabobbingAdam’sapple.Becausehewassofairhewasn’treallyshavingyet,butineveryotherwayhelookedmorelikeayoungmanthanaschoolboy.OnlytheRiverviewuniformcategorizedhim.
Itwasawarm,sunnyday.Daneremovedhisstrawboaterschoolhatandstretchedoutonthegrass,Justinesittinghunchedbesidehim,herarmsaboutherkneestomakesureallexposedskinwasshaded.Heopenedonelazyblueeyeinherdirection.
"Whatdidyoudolastnight,Jus?"
"Ilostmyvirginity.AtleastIthinkIdid."
Bothhiseyesopened."You’reaprawn."
"Pooh!Hightime,Isay.HowcanIhopetobeagoodactressifIdon’thaveacluewhatgoesonbetweenmenandwomen?"
"Yououghttosaveyourselfforthemanyoumarry."
Herfacetwistedinexasperation.
