![]() “And not a peck on the cheek or a brief smack of the lips, but a real fucking kiss? One that leaves you without air in you lungs and your thighs pressing together in search of more?” I said, my voice coming out deep and strained. “You ever been kissed?” I asked, her eyes met mine. She was a pistol, even if she was a sad one, but there was a wave of innocence about her that had me both feeling bad for her and salivating for a taste of her. “Ti, how old are you?” I asked, clearing my throat as I ventured into territory I knew I shouldn’t. Her coughing much less than it was on her first try. She took another hit off the bowl, passing it back to me. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse…now all this.” She waived around to the house and to me and let out an awkward laugh. I’ve done nothing over the last few years except work my ass off and watch my family fall apart. I’ve had a full time job at the grove and a part time job at the Stop-N-Shop. Girls my age are playing sports, going to dances and parties, kissing boys. ![]() “There is nothing I can do to change that. ![]() ![]() “I’m going to remember this as the worst time in my entire life. And is Bear and Thia’s raw, and gritty tale! ![]()
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