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I wipe off my mouth with a napkin and crumple it horror up. “Now I’m ready.” When our lips meet, Chad takes such a giant inhale through his nose it almost startles me. His lips are soft and he kisses gently, not like Brad, whose tongue was like a giant probe in my mouth. Before this moment, I have kissed three guys in my life, which is such a pathetic number. The first one hardly counted anyway, since it happened in the parking lot of horror a Denny’s coming home from German camp and his mom caught us and made us horror ride home at opposite ends of the van. But as I lie back on the floor and Chad puts his weight on top of me, all I can think of is: Number four! Finally! Also, that his button-fly is digging like crazy into my hip.
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